It was with fear and trembling that Fiorella decided to watch the vice-presidential debate last night, but when the time came, what stood out the most to her was how much Pence's face looked like dried bread dough. Was it a bad make-up job or what? In contrast, Kamala's face was warm and expressive, complete with raised eyebrows and a confident, sometimes amused, smile that spoke volumes.
Fio caught Jimmy Kimmel's opening dialogue after the debate and it was hilarious. (How the heck did he manage to get a studio audience?)
Your girl has the blues about packing. Because of distance and the virus, the kids can't stop by and fill up a box or two for her from time to time so she has to pack EVERYTHING, herself and some of it is pretty darn heavy. Then there's the issue of Elder Son's stuff, which he left behind after his last visit.
As you can see, Fio is still wrestling with the rigidity of the new Blogger. Thus she's experimenting with abandoning her use of asterisk altogether because Blogger now demands a double space between entries. How does her dead space look?
Fiorella renewed her Romance Writers of America membership yesterday with the hope that she'll soon be writing, writing, writing again. The publishing world has turned upside down and around during her hiatus, but romance is still romance, and your girl has all sorts of stories stored up in her head--and heart.
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