I’m having the night from hell over here, one of those lovely hair-on-fire work crisis situations where I am sadly pulling an all but all-niter for work. So staying up really late AND getting up early. Not excited about this at all. But if there is one thing Hillary DePiano doesn’t do its let people down so I’m going to finish it, by damn it, or at least get as much done as possible. This is one case when failure to plan on their part does constitute an emergency on my part, to paraphrase the expression. I could probably rant about this for a good hour or two but I’m not going to. I am zen. I’m not really zen, I’m ticked and tired but let’s pretend, shall we?

So instead of doing prep work for Script Frenzy or working on my editing, I’m watching Turbo Lister churn and churn on this batch of listings and there is nothing I can do until its finished and I can do the next batch. I’m writing this between load times and batches to keep myself awake. This is how sad this situation is. I guess I could be editing while I wait for Turbo Lister but my brain went to sleep a little while ago.

To top things off, my husband comes in while I’m ignoring him to work like crazy and points out that today (or rather yesterday since its past midnight) is the anniversary of when we first started going out meaning that we have been together exactly 8 years. That doesn’t sound like that long, really, since I feel like there was never a point when we weren’t together but we have known each other about 4 years more than that so it’s crazy to think about.

Anyway, he comes in to tell me this and then goes to bed. Alone. While I stay up and work. No celebrating, not even a little celebratory cuddling, just work work work all night. This is very sad. This is a romance AND life fail, one of those times when I feel like I must be doing something wrong.

This work stuff is due tomorrow night and then, Script Frenzy be damned, I’m taking him out to eat or something because this a dumb.

So anyway, my issues aside, Script Frenzy is starting at midnight tomorrow. This past NaNoWriMo, I had two relatives competing with me, my aunt and my cousin, but this one is just little ole me and the thousands of random people on the internet. Or is it? My brother may be joining me and writing a comic book but he was Captain Waffle on the phone today so we’ll see what happens with that. I hope he at least writes up an outline, it sounds like he has a really good idea.

But have I finished editing my Mistress Novel? No, not yet. In fact, I am in the dead center of the book. I don’t want to stop and then take forever to get the thread of the story again so I’m going to just have to edit it while I write my script. These things happen.

The bigger problem? I put a *ton* of big stuff off in March to give myself more time for editing so April already is extra filled. But they say that the busier you are, the more you get done so I’m going to just roll with it! 🙂

So what am I writing for Screnzy? How’s about I write that up while Turbo Lister churns away tomorrow, eh? 😉