I did have a plan. Under my desk is my step. It’s made of
solid foam and it’s just high enough to require some work to step up and down.
Currently it serves as my footstool. Two lovely blue weights gather dust to my
left. They would be excellent for exercising the arms while I facebook. The
stairs loom over to my right. Running up and down them for more water would be
good for me. Both for the cardio and the fluid. Instead I seem to think a
bottle of red wine more conducive to marketing.
Has all of this been working? Have I sold a rash of books? I
have absolutely no idea. I’m too busy to check.
I am engrossed in cyberworld,
anchored to my chair by my enormous derriere, scrambling to find those weights
under the dust and piles of paper. My eyes are glued to the screen. My fingers
are the only part of my anatomy getting thin. Even my fingernails have
disappeared. My pinky is especially slender because of her habit of sticking
straight up in the air every time I take a sip of wine. She gets a real work-out.
How can you possibly help me?
Go buy one of my books, for godssake, so I can rise to my
feet before it’s too late.
Check out the new chapter book from Imajin Books called
Imajin This! You get to preview all the authors before you buy – all for free
from Smashwords. Including The Bridgeman and Victim.http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/114590
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