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Rain, Rain Go Away

Or not, I don't care. I'm taking my last final exam. My nose is leaking like a bastard. I'm out of pills and next I have to go to work. At least I get paid tomorrow.

So I was reading an issue of Wizard magazine. Nothing really gets me back into writing quite like Wizard, for some reason. I don't know if it's because there are a lot of scribe interviews in the mag, or if it's the plethora of new writers they embrace. But it's refreshing to see that some people have luck making it in the biz.

I'm hoping that January will provide me the quiet lull in activity that abounds me at the moment, and I can write. Maybe something new, I don't know.

Back to this final now. Ta!

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  1. I'm sure 2009 will be a great year for us both, Elton.

    We just got to keep on writing and believing.

    I hope your cold gets better soon.

    Annie

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  2. I like you, Annie. Great optimism... Here's to 09 being much better!

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