Soon I'll be smoke free!

And earn myself a bubble bath!

Yes, I'm in the process of quitting this nasty habit. I've told myself that I'd use bubble baths as a reward system. And other such things. I'm on Day 3. To be fair, I stole a couple puffs yesterday, but not an entire cigarette. Day 1 went off without a hitch-no cigarettes. Today also went without a hitch.
So our final score is: smokes 1, me 2
It can only get easier, right? Right.

I've got two novels going now. (the 6 Degrees of Slim Pickens, and Aztec) I feel more certain about Aztec's plot than I do 6 Degrees. But I'm piddling with both of them off & on... playing with the exposition. Plus, I've got another short story in the works. And amidst all these writing flurries, I've got two stories in the mail. I'm eagerly awaiting the checks for those two. I'm also wishing that major publishing houses like Random House or Harper Collins would accept unsolicited manuscripts. BUT-- Wish in one hand, shit in the other, right?

So I'm hooked on this writing game. Which is as it should be, since I want to make it my career. Anxiously waiting for the day that my writing makes enough money that I can quit Swiss Colony and spend my days making money doing what I love.