Today is The Cheerleader I Live With‘s birthday – yaaaaaaaay! Just thought you all should know.

Anyway, last night I went to my dad’s for dinner and told him all about The Book and my meeting with The Pretty Epublisher Lady. My dad has always told me that I need to write, and so I think he was pretty happy to hear about my possible literaryful (it’s a word!) future.

I walk around with a journal in my handbag and whenever I get ideas, I randomly jot them down to flesh out later. I have a bazgillion* ideas in my head, and it’s great to get them out after all this time.

Now I just have to learn how to string them together.

*Bazgillion may or may not be a real number.