Well, that’s partially true. I’m not so much lazy as I’m very much unmotivated to do my job at the moment. Mainly because it involves polite written conversations and summarising. I mean, how is it that I had very little trouble writing this book, but putting an adequate description of the events into less that two-thousand words is hell? Even editing wasn’t as excrutiating. Boring, yes, but this is beyond just unpleasant. This is agony. (I dare you to call me a drama queen, dearest reader. I dare you!)
I should just self-publish and be done with it. Screw agents. At least I won’t have to figure out how make fifty words into one.
…okay, that doesn’t sound so bad. It’s probably just a little tedious.
I still hate it.
Can’t I just go back to Dragon Age and play that horrible, horrible Lost in Dreams quest? No?
Did I mention that I hate this?