Apparently I only ever blog anymore when I’m high on caffeine and man oh man am I CAFFEINATED.
A couple of irrelevant things. The novel. Oh man the novel. It is a fat man in need of more liposuction. Here are some word count stats that will excite no one but fellow writers and moi.
1st Draft: 113K words.
1st Revision: 103K
2nd Revision: 101K
3rd Revision: 95K
4th and current revision: 80K and shrinking…
My swiftly diminishing word count gets me so jazzed!
Almost as jazzed as thinking about Tom Hiddleston, who I think is a dreamboat but everybody just looks at me with barely concealed disgust and is all, “Of all the hotties in The Avengers, you choose Loki? EW!”
To which I reply: “Hiddleston, much like an olive, is an acquired taste.”
Them: “That’s a taste I’ll never acquire.”
Me: “I want to eat ALL the olives.” And now I realize that’s gross.
But then I hear this sexy voice clip of T.Hiddleston reading from ‘The Read Necklace’ and I want to open up a JAR of olives and GORGE!
These are my thoughts while caffeinated. Now you know I’m weird but I hope you love me anyway.