If All Else Fails…

I did write today. But the word count was so pitiful I couldn’t share it. Just trust me, it was bad.

Bribe: anything given or promised to induce a person to do something against his or her wishes.

I bet if I my desk was made of Butterfinger’s, I would be sitting there all day, writing. Write, nibble. Write, nibble. Yep, it’s getting that bad. I have to bribe myself to sit my butt down and write. But since I started Weight Watchers, I can’t use food. (Bye, bye Butterfinger…)

Here are a few of the things I plan to give myself if I push past the middle of my WIP:

A manicure and pedicure. Nothing like sitting your hands and feet in bubbly scented water to make you want to write.

Make-up. Particularly blush. I love blush.

Perfume. Because who doesn’t want to smell nice?

Now these rewards don’t come easy. It’s only after I add 5,000 words to my novel. Then, I get a treat day. Hopefully this works. If not—Hello Butterfinger!

In other news…

I have BIG, BIG, BIG news to share! This Friday, superstar authors Virginia Deberry and Donna Grant are stopping by Curl Up and Write! We dish about their new book Uptown, the publishing business, and of course, hair. Tomorrow, I’ll share how I got the opportunity to interview them. (Does not include any of the following: begging, arm-twisting, hair-pulling. Well, maybe a little bit of begging…)

So tell all your friends/writing buddies and stay tuned this week!