Melissa Grant Writes

Sigh.

I’m feeling completely overwhelmed by work work (Living Snoqualmie), housework (messy husband), and the ENDLESS work I have to do on edits and the dreaded query letter, which led me to the synopsis.

WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS??

I offered to pay Tiffiny to do it, and I’m not proud of it.

She very wisely ignored my offer and said, “Take a break from the synopsis for a bit. Your frustration is a common reaction, unfortunately. The synopsis is hard. No one likes doing it.”

Ya think?

So I planned a girls’ night with DJ lights and a disco ball because that makes complete sense, right?

Riiiight, Melissa.

And then, on top of all that, I got an idea for another book, an adult one, very much in my very bad, bad voice.

You know the one, the one that everyone says is so distinctive right before they ask me to ‘tone it down.’

Me? Tone it down?

HA.

Anyhoo, I know I have to finish Cloudia, and I’m actively working on finishing Cloudia, but this new idea is starting to feel like that hot guy across the bar who is smiling at me when my inattentive boyfriend went to the bathroom.

DO NOT WINK AT THE HOT GUY MELISSA.