I feel dissatisfied. Or antsy. Or irritable. Something.
Maybe it is because I've hardly left the house in a week. I don't know.
Maybe it is because I can't seem to get my behind BEHIND a story I want to write. I don't think so.
Everything I read irritates me. Especially the fiction.
Everything on TV irritates me. Especially the two hour premieres that are preempting my regularly scheduled programming (Don't get me wrong, I like a little American Idol, but two hours of those poor folk who sing like junk isn't my idea of a quality pastime.). I watch two shows a week. At least one won't be on this week. And it isn't like a book is going to grab my attention--in a good way that is.
Okay, but a book that didn't annoy me...Deb Raney's Remember to Forget is out next month. And lookie here: I got quoted. You'll have to scroll down a bit to the book bio. I always love her books. I felt cheezy setting my book in small town Kansas wondering if anyone who hasn't been here could appreciate it until I read how realistically Deb writes Kansas. Then again, I grew up here so I guess I'm not the best judge.
Anyway. A bright spot in an otherwise dreary day.