Plans

I've lost my ability to be spontaneous. I usually turn down any last minute invitations.

For instance, my sister invited me to go to the bar on the spur of the moment. I said no. Partly, because I was in the middle of working on a poetry project and partly because I don't know if I have what it takes to stay out until 3 a.m. anymore.

However, had she asked me a few days in advance, I might have said yes. I would have had time to mentally prepare.

Sunday mornings

Since when did Sunday morning television get so offensive. First there are the usual religious types telling you that you're going to hell, and then there are the hunting shows where you watch men shoot birds and stick them in their pockets. I can't even watch the music channels anymore, because I find women who market themselves by wearing minimal clothing to be insulting to my intelligence.

Books

My first book is to be released in about a month. The editor sent me a draft copy. It's a surreal feeling seeing your name on the cover of a book for the first time. There is, of course, a sense of accomplishment and then a dreaded sigh. Mainly, because you have to proofread the damn book one last time. Good God, books are a lot of work. And it's not over yet, because I have to promote it too.