When it Rains, it Pours

Be careful what you wish for, it might just come true.  That old adage is so damn true I want to find the guy who thought of it and slap him across the face.  I've wanted to become an author since I was 7 years old.  I knew romance was my genre when I was 12 and I snuck my sister's Johanna Lindsey novel off of her bookcase.  I learned a lot about life from that one book, probably moreso than I did in my Health class a few years later.

I swear if I didn't have chaos in my life, I wouldn't know what the heck to do with myself.  I seem to thrive on it, even while cursing it up and down at the same time.  Those peaceful lulls life gives you leaves me feeling bored and lonely.  Don't get me wrong, I love my alone time.  But I rarely take my alone time and go be alone.  I'm usually spending the day with the characters of the novel I'm currently working on.

But the past few weeks have been insane.  I just finished final line edits on High Noon, my Western that I just posted my cover for in my images.  (That means the book is DONE and now awaiting formatting).  I received my *first* line edits for Hearts Unbound, a sequel to one of my other books released last year.  I also got my print galley I need to go through for The Wolverine and the Jewel, book II of my Legends of Mynos series, not to mention having to finish up one novel within a couple of weeks and completely write another novel and novella by the end of the year, one that was just contracted by a new publisher...

 AACCKK!!  I'm surprised I don't have a shock of gray hair by now.  You can see why I wrote my article "Life in the Fast Lane".  lol

I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong.  I LOVE what I do and actually look forward to sitting in front of my computer all day (and all night **blushes**).  But holy moley, sometimes, I feel like a chicken with my head cut off.

I shouldn't even be posting here on Gather....  lol

~~Becka

http://www.RebeccaGoings.com