How to (almost) cure a brain tumor
No, not really. Really I am so *glad* to have this editing job, even though my client keeps rewriting everything after I’ve already checked it.
I told her I’m neither dull nor disciplined enough to be a mere COPY editor, and apparently she believed me. So really I’m helping someone else write a book, instead of writing my own book.
Next time I need to charge more though, I think.
Whine, whine, whine.
Did I also mention I’d pulled a muscle in my back, which makes it really hard to sit down and edit in the first place?
I’m too young to have a pulled muscle in my back.
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Plus also I’m totally going blind and can’t read with one eye when I have my contacts in, and so I might even have a deadly brain tumor.
Because I’m far too young to need reading glasses.
And besides who ever heard of needing reading glasses just for one eye?
A brain tumor, for sure.
And why am I rewriting this whole book for someone else when I have a pulled back muscle and a brain tumor, you ask? Why am I not in the hospital instead?
Because getting a pedicure and going out to lunch is a lot more fun. Cheers!
(Thanks to Kathy for sending me the funny LOL catz photo)
