Why don't she write?

I bet you're wondering - now, why don't she write?

Quick, what movie is that from? :::::Cue Final Jeopardy music:::::

Dances With Wolves!!! Remember, when Kevin Costner goes to live with the American Indians real long and he comes back and his wolf Two Socks is waiting and he says...right, "I bet you're wondering. Now, why don't he write?"

Okay, maybe you had to see the movie!!!

I know it's been a million years since I've blogged. It's not that I haven't wanted to. But, man, this writing and trying to get a book published thing? It's mad hard!

Not to mention that I have my grown up job to attend to. AND my girls! Princess 1 is graduating from 5th grade in a month and Princess 2 just learned to walk two weeks ago. Let me just say, my laptop is no longer safe from her grabby little hands and quick feet.

But I'm baaaacccckkkkk! I'm all ready to provide you with all the wonderful ups and downs of my journey to publication. And all the quirky insight into whatever's running through my constantly whirring brain.

Okay, like for example: is it me or are the finalists for American Idol and The Apprentice just blah? None of the five A.I. finalists sound good enough to really be the next big thing. Sure, they sound good compared to some of those other people who can sing about as good as me. Which ain't saying much! But, pure talent-wise, they just aren't all that.

And The Apprentice finalists. I don't like any of them! The two women annoy me and the guy...just doesn't seem like corporate material.

But, hey what do I know? I'm just a struggling writer wrapped up in the crazy pop culture bubblewrap that is our world!

Well, gotta jet. The grown up job is calling!

Cookies (and) Milk,

Paula