Camp Nano Day Eight: Anxiety

Someday I will write a decent post for this blog. That day is not this day.

So I lied in my post yesterday. For some reason as soon as I commit something to a post, I immediately contradict it. Maybe I should post that I'm not going to write five thousand word today to drive myself to do it. Anyway, I reread Tidal Wave last night. It's a bit of a mess. Revising it is going to be so much work that I'm totally not going to work on it right away. Hear that, contradictory self? I'm going to put off getting around to these revisions.

Does it still work if I know I'm doing it? Oh well.

Oh, right, this post was supposed to be about anxiety. So I'm expecting a response back on a poetry submission today, and it's driving me CRAZY. I keep checking my inbox every five seconds. I'm not sure what the point of this was supposed to be. I'm terrible at waiting for things?

EDIT: I got the acceptance email! And now I just want to stare at it. *stares* *stares some more* *reserved victory dance* *yes more staring*