How to Date a Masochist by Katie Crouch

Actually, I wasn’t procrastinating. I was just too busy working on my next book to blog. The title, as of now, is “Men and Dogs”. Can’t say more than that yet except the obvious, which is the plot involves men and canines. I started it two years ago…it’s now 1,284 cups of coffee and several white hairs later (for some reason redheads get whites, testking E20-340 not greys) and I finally came up with an end I like. Pressing that send button to email it to my editor, not so easy. The wine helped. Should be out in a year.
Am presently cleaning up the shambles of my life. testking 117-201 Bills…so easy to ignore in favor of writing the next scene! And let’s not even talk about my personal life. I already used the word shambles, yes? Upgrade to: ashes and scorched earth. testking 000-973 More fun than the bills, though, is planning my April vacation. I believe Thailand needs me! Phew! My procrastination skills are coming back strong.

I dug this crazy story man. She b funny as hell. Now I know what I been hearing bout frisco b true baby.

I almost cried while you were reading this I was laughing so hard. It was hysterical. It made me want to date Stephen Elliot, almost.

Oh how well I understand stretching to fit someone "realm" you were really made for. This was a great and ENTERTAINING story.