I just exchanged the following series of texts with Michael:
Me: Finished the final pass on LLB*. It’s pretty clean. Only minor corrections needed. I should be able to upload it tomorrow.
Michael: Fantastic baby.
Me: Yeah!! Happy.
Michael: You should be. You’ve been working really hard this year.
Me: Really? Seems like playing. You work hard!!
Michael: Still. It’s not like you have a secretary taking diction while you lounge on the sofa eating chocolate. Oops. I hope I didn’t just give you any ideas for the future.
Me: Hmmm, bon bons…
Michael: Crap. Now you’re going to work twice as hard if you have that dream in your sights.
Me: Maybe I could dictate while knitting. Or doing Pilates. Maybe someone could just follow me around and record my every word. How riveting would THAT be??!
Michael: I’ve created a monster.
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*Note: LLB refers to my soon-to-be-released novella, Love Lies Bleeding.
