.One.
It is very clear to everyone, apparently, that I am in charge of stuff. By this I mean that A. dogs other than Luna will come, sit, stay or run and hide as is appropriate when I am telling Luna what to do and B. that I am also in charge of people around me according to Eric (who is fabulous and dating my friend). The awesomeness of this is unending.
.Two.
I discovered that the next couple agents I plan on reaching out to require vastly different things from the first. I am starting to feel that getting published is like applying to schools in different countries, all with different customs, requirements and tests.
.Three.
In an attempt to get the driver side door of my car fixed this weekend (a door that has been broken for nearly a year due mostly to my own laziness and also due to ex-boyfriends who promised to fix it and did not) I spent my entire Saturday waiting and wondering around and getting nothing on my to-do list done. This puts a slight damper on all those things with deadlines (aka. applying to grad programs) and things that don’t have deadlines, but have been categorized internally as OMGASAP (aka. sending things to agents).
The good news is that my Sunday totally made up for a long and pointless Saturday by including large quantities of wine, cooking and good company in my new apartment with all my fabulous, new furniture and my still-new Luna, who is definitely the Best Dog Ever. Not just because I love her, but because holy crap she is well-behaved and fun and makes everyone happy. Which is her job.
