Aha! I thought of what to discuss here, went to put it in the title, and saw I had already used it: Time Management. I’ve cleaned up my basement, all the white undershirts (don’t ask!) are clean, and I am able to keep the dining room table clear.

But I haven’t been able to carve out consistent time to write, except for when the Alpha Dog comes over for a writing date.

So the next step, besides ridding myself of my summer 10, is to write every other day, at least. A goal I think I can manage, if I reward myself sufficiently (”you can’t have a study break if you don’t study”).

Okay. Deep breath. Wish me luck.

Liz–aka The Alpha Dog–has her new book out today. Yay!

Click here for it. Isn’t it pretty?

It is Liz’s birthday today, and last Saturday, Liz’s BFF Marianne arranged a gathering of Liz’s friends and fans. Go here to see photographic evidence.
I gotta say–to don my goober hat for a minute–it’s been so great getting to be friends with Liz in the past few months. Where else could I find someone what hates scatalogical humor, loves Brits and glitter as much as I do, and is willing to shlep out to Brooklyn to crack the writing whip?

Love that woman.

And Liz’s book comes out in a week, so perhaps you’d like to pick it up?

Just call me Leni Riefenstahl.

I am in a foul, foul mood. Son forgot a crucial piece of homework this morning, husband groused about some stuff I got defensive about, headache, screwed up a piece of freelance work and there are workers banging on the house next door, which is vibrating here. Oh, and it’s POURING.

BUT the Alpha Dog is coming over to write, and I don’t want to waste her time by being a pill, and I am writing a romance, so somehow I am going to have to swallow my hatred of my fellow man and write some lovey stuff. It will be difficult. But I will survive.

Thank you, Gloria Gaynor.

Yesterday, the Nicknameless Friend and I went to MOMA for Free Friday. There, we saw an exhibition by the German artist Ernst Kirchner. I suggest you hie on over to the Alpha Dog’s blog for thoughts on that, since the extent of my art criticism is:

Hey, that’s neat.

And if I’m really feeling like getting in-depth, I’ll say:

I like those colors.

And then we met said AD for dinner and beer. Fun!

Today, the NF and I are watching North and South–her first time–and later watching Diane Lane’s first movie, Ladies and Gentlemen The Fabulous Stains. The Spouse had an early obsession with the movie (Hello? A young Diane Lane?!?), and is psyched to watch it with us tonight.

A good Saturday.