“Are we there yet?!”
Yes, that would be me whining in my best 5-year old, kicking the front seat, hyper with sugar cookies and Kool-Aid, ear-splintering voice that makes Mom pray for a tequila and Dad threaten to “Shut this whole vacation down NOW!”
In short, I am ready for the next stage in my writing career to commence NOW!
I am tired of being patient. I am sick of being the ever-hopeful “trooper” who always keeps trudging along through all manner of foul, fickle weather.
I’d like some results –say it with me, everyone- NOW!
*deep breath, deep breath*
Pardon the childish outburst. I’ll just go slip on my hair shirt and get on with my day.