Tony was supposed to make it home tonight, but he's stranded in Chicago. They canceled his flight and he may or may not make it on to the 9 o'clock one (since everyone from his flight is trying to get on that one). The next possible is tomorrow morning.
Sucks.
I'd drive to Chicago, but it's at least a 4 or 5 hour drive to somewhere I've never been, and by the time I got there and we got back, he'd have been here already on a plane. Sigh. I was so looking forward to him coming home tonight.
I did get some good news earlier today. Sarah Mlynowski kindly read the first bit of my novel (she wrote the funny and witty Bras & Broomsticks) and liked it and is going to refer me to her agent. So I need to get it all together and send her agent my MS next week. That's a good thing. Haven't heard anything from the other two agents I sent to (even though it's pretty much creeping up on the time "limit" they post as their usual response time. But that's all relative, since I did send off the info during the holidays.)
Things I need to remember to write about: King Henry's enormous codpiece, things I learned in London, and time.
2 comments:
A Sarah Mlynowski referral? WOW! That's quite the endorsement! I read Bras and Broomsticks on vacation. LOVED it! LOVED it!
I know! It's one of my new favorities, along with Girl, 15, Charming But Insane from Sue Limb and anything from Dan Ehrenhaft. Sarah truly rocks!
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