That's certainly how it feels these days.
“Me and Ellie.”
“Ellie the blonde chick you had coffee with at Borders about a month ago?”
I spoke, “Hey Davy, and yeah, that Ellie.”
“He was supposed to be me?” I knew him; he wasn’t a big guy and was a few inches shorter than me.
“Yes, he was. We had him wear a cap like yours with a long blonde wig under it.”
So you can see, Ellie is indeed a blonde.
What else- not a whole helluvalot actually. Been working on the story boarding of terrorbyte today. It's kinda fun in a major brain ache kinda way. I condensed 32 possible scenes down to 12. Or so. It's not final by any means. And then there are still shots - seemingly random images that are in fact very important. I made headway. Hopefully it'll all work out. Whether or not I can get hubby back on board remains to be seen. He was all gun-ho about book trailers then just stopped. I'm still waiting for the re-vamped killerbyte trailer that he was 'supposedly' going to do. (and before you ask -yes he does read my blog and none of this is news to him! lol)
I think I have a headache. I mentioned earlier to Mac that there was a possibility of my head exploding - looks like I was correct. I expect brain fluid to pour down my nose any second... better than have it dribble from my ear.
Oh and Sara announced her 2-book deal today so now I can say - woo freaking hoo!! Go Sara! You rock. (Imagine if Ellie and Troy ever met... that would be hilarious.)
Well that's about it really - apparently the Squealer is not asleep (it's 10 pm) she just came down for an antihistimine. Which she took.
Goodnight you lot - try and behave while I'm asleep... please. And make sure there are some really awesome blogs for me to read when I wake up! That would be great - thanks.