Words to Hyperventilate By

When I'm really excited about something, I hyperventilate. It's a good thing actually, but annoying as I become over-oxygenated and partially black-out in front of the computer screen. Why do I hyperventilate? Because I'm a panic attack pro.

Anxiety - good and bad - has always been a monkey on my back. In college I could be counted on to stand up in the middle of a lecture, turn green, and walk out. Always a fun date, I would have to excuse myself in the middle of a movie to go chill in the bathroom (preferably the last stall). My friends didn't get it, thinking all I needed was a beer and a nap to regulate my system.

Fortunately, the panic attacks subsided as I plodded through adulthood, but it seems they are coming back. With the joy and excitement of finally allowing myself to write something other than ad copy, I've really embraced my huffing and puffing over query letters, manuscript submissions and synopsis hell. It looks like this time around, hyperventilating is my outlet for expression.

It's Raining In July

Well, it might be in Florida in the literal sense. In California, however, it's warm, a little humid, windy and there are tropical clouds dotting the skies. Perfect weather for frizzy hair, or as my mother calls it, Tahitian Hair. I give up on trying to straighten the dickens out of my locks when the weather is like this.

On another note, I just received another request from an agent to see A Place In This Life. It's a partial request, plus a synopsis, so I'll be working through the 4th of July weekend putting together a package. The agent is in San Diego, so I am sure she is also experiencing the joy of Tahitian Hair, unless, of course, she is lucky enough to have stick straight hair!

Cheers!

- Julie