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Friday, January 29, 2010

Terror in Real Time

So, yesterday, I accomplished very little... as the Husband can attest to. (But, wisely, should not.) I did get a lot of sleep, but I think a lot of that was because my stomach was empty. I also managed to submit a pitch for Scorched in a pitch fest. They're going through the pitches today and commenting as they go.

I pitched to Caren and I'm on page seven. I've been following Elana on Twitter, though. Anyway, I've learned a lot just from reading their thoughts on the pitches they've already sifted through. I'm trying not to get my hopes up. I can just totally see a "It's been done" in my future. So, that'll be my day. A lot of "refresh... waiting... waiting... refresh...."

Oh... and T is home. He was complaining of a stomachache. I'm still dizzy enough that the idea of going to pick him up from school sounded miserable... not to mention I didn't want him hurling at school. He's been antsy and hyper, though, so I suspect he's fine.


  1. Update--they both got swamped with pitches and I think they're giving up on page 4--possibly until Monday. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or just an ulcer in the making.

  2. Well good luck & may your tummy calm down!

  3. Sounds like you're feeling a little better. Good luck with pitching. The link you have for Elana goes to Caren - btw.

  4. oh I get it - caren johnson agency and Elana is the one holding the contest - duh.