Back to Business
I took a couple of nice days off (some people call them weekends, apparently). Finished reading one book (lame), started another (spellbinding), and watched Zoolander again. It's not as funny the second time around. In fact, if I could erase one memory, it would be the memory of seeing Zoolander, just so I could see it again for the first time. My second choice would be the memory of what should have been the last out of the 1986 World Series rolling through Bill Buckner's legs.[[shudder]]
Anyway, I've declared this week to be Business Week, when I stick my Writer's Cap (a mauve beret) in the closet and put on my Entrepreneur's Cap (a tweed fedora), finally tackling the following tasks:
- Rewrite the content of this website
- Send the new book announcement to my mailing list folks
- Join a few writers associations
- Find a photographer to do a new head shot
- Read all the posts and lessons from that online workshop on "author branding" I took back in May but didn't have time to participate in because I was so wrapped up in finishing my first draft


4 Comments:
Posted by:
Anonymous at 8/27/2005 3:32 PM
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Jeri at 8/28/2005 4:27 PM
When Mesa gave up that hit it tore my heart out [okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating just a touch, but after all, it IS baseball].
Jim Young
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Anonymous at 8/30/2005 10:30 PM
Still, the Marlins were forgiven in '03 when they beat the Yankees in the WS. And even Steve Finley redeemed himself in '01 with the Diamondbacks.
You're right, there's no exaggerating emotions when it comes to baseball.
Posted by:
Jeri at 8/31/2005 8:04 AM
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