Eat a dope-ass snickerdoodle cookie my girlfriend bought me at H-E-B. One of those kinda healthy (although what cookie is truly healthy?) cookies you find in the vegan aisle. Lots of protein and fiber and shit like that. They’re delicious. [FINISHED AS I WAS WRITING THIS LIST]
Drink some coffee, but don’t overdo it like I did on New Year’s Eve. I drank three entire pots that day. My stomach got furious at me and rejected it all out about twenty minutes into the new year. But I try not to drink alcohol because cirrhosis is destroying my liver and that is not a joke, it’s the real deal, Phil, so what else is there? Water? Ha-ha, what the fuck, you’re adorable.
Begin edits on Betty Rocksteady’s novella for the second time. PMMP’s publishing it sometime this year. Probably in April, but I’m not 100% yet. I’d already edited half of it, but my Mac is officially D-E-A-D and I am a fool who forgot to back it up, so now I’m starting on the edits again. The one time I edit something directly from a computer screen instead of printing it out and attacking it with a pen and highlighter. This is what I deserve.
Wonder what I will do if Geek Squad can’t fix my Mac. I have some money but not a lot and certainly not enough for a new laptop right now. Thanks a fucking lot, Santa.
Order vendor table for San Antonio Lit Fest in April
Read more of Nick Cutter’s Little Heaven and John Darnielle’s Master of Reality
Write a blog post about embracing the 2017 Story-a-Week challenge
Write my first story of 2017, a little girls-on-the-run-with-a-goddamn-gun piece currently titled “Poison (Deadly Nightshade)”, which is, yes, a reference to Lana Del Rey’s “Ultraviolence”.
Survive my first shift back at the hotel after three extremely productive nights off