Juggling isn’t easy.
Type A’s love to have loads to do, but sometimes I need to take a breath and remind myself there are only so many hours in a day. At the moment, I am finishing a final polish of Murphy’s Law. I’m desperately trying to finish The Reluctant Amazon in time for the Golden Heart Contest. I’m teaching six classes, three of which are college level psychology. I’m helping my on-line critique partner revisit one of her fantastic stories. I’m working with my beloved Critters. I’m running for secretary of Indiana RWA. I’m plotting the next book in the Amazon series and worrying about finishing the faith healer book I started earlier this year. And packed all around this are the typical housecleaning, laundry, grass mowing, dog walking, etc…
It’s a good think Type A’s thrive on stress. 
My sister and I hauled an assortment of our munchkins to Chicago yesterday to see Wicked. We had a marvelous time. The performance was outstanding. I had never seen the show, and had only heard a barebones discussion of the story. It was enchanting. I only hope some of my work comes across as witty and charming as this show. I left Wicked with a renewed desire to create stories that are as uplifting and entertaining. If only. 
So I’m off to add a few more balls to my juggling act. Watch me!