the miracle of organization

I should never, ever doubt myself.

While I was panicking over the fact that my revised outline was not in my clear plastic portfolio, I forgot to remember that it was, in fact, underneath A.R.'s drawing of Eden on my desk at my dad's house.

I am the queen of forgetting my own organizational skills.

Thursday and Friday I did not keep my promise of going to the library to work on FLT. Thursday's excuse is the very lame one of I was feeling extremely ill and had to go home. Friday's excuse is that I had to accompany my mother to her doctor's appointment, and since she's been put on crutches, it was kind of important that I help.

So with those extenuating circumstances in mind, I am planning to forget them and move forward and plow ahead.

You know what really keeps me going? The thought of being on some newsy television show like 20/20, walking the anchor to the library from the bus stop, and telling him or her (in my mind it's a her) about how I used to come to that library every day that I could to get some peace to work on my now-uber-famous novel. I listen to the fanmixes that Kelle made for me as I'm walking from bus stop to bus stop. I think that someday soon, the librarians are going to start recognizing my face and ask me what I'm doing. I'll tell them I'm working on a big school project (which is mostly true!) so that I don't sound like an egotist.

But someday soon, they'll be the people that worked at the library where A.L. Maddix wrote her first novel.

Carpe diem, kids. ;)

(also I have started writing fanfiction again. please don't hate me. I'm just trying to have fun. ;D)