On a deadline, going to a party. Other freelancers will feel my schizophrenia.
Tomorrow is the booksigning with Belle. Mysterious Galaxy, 2 PM, see above.
Yesterday we passed out flyers about it at Belle’s school. I spent some of my formative years in Japan where tooting one’s own horn just is not done. As I shriveled in embarrassment at this blatant self-promotion, one of the other moms said, “Look how excited and proud she is.” After blustering an apology to her teacher when she galloped over to him and thrust one in his hand, he said, “Oh, I go to my students’ activities. I’ve been to baseball games, football games. If I can manage it, I’ll be there.” Did I mention lately that this man rocks?
So I printed out some more flyers, to take to the party tonight. I’m not going because it will be fun. I’m on a deadline, so that would be very wrong.
I’m only going to make sure everyone there knows about Belle’s booksigning.
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