I have a confession. On Saturday my family and me went to the beach, and I managed to kill my phone. I tried charging it and nothing happened. So on Sunday I ordered a new battery.
Now that I don’t have a phone to obsess about cool ideas on Pinterest or check my email for acceptance letters or rejection letters for manuscripts, I find that I don’t mind that much. The only thing I’m slightly worried about is missing phone calls for interviews.
Enough about the woe’s of my phone death. On a bright note I’ve finished adding in the changes needed for one of my stories and even made a cover because I was bored. The cover has evolved big time. I sketched out what I wanted, and it was horrible. Then one day while I was procrastinating I decided to overlay multiple pictures on Microsoft word and created a cover but I still didn’t like it. So I worked on it a couple more times. Now I have a new cover and I might change it again. It’s just something I do when I have nothing else to do. I think I’m getting better at it.