Okay, I’m not really new. I still have those odd aches and pains that I had yesterday, but I always like to do something different before I begin a new book.
Usually I download music. Thursday, I cut my hair. Short. Shorter than I’ve had it in a while. It used to hang almost to the middle of my back. Now this:
But it’s all good, except that the cold weather came in.
And I even have bangs.
Now, I have to go and finish my research.
It’s funny how small changes can reenergize me.
But, I might still download a few new songs. Or old ones.
I keep hearing Shooting Star on the radio. My husband says it’s depressing. I find it brilliant, even if Johnny overdoses at the end. The Music is dead, long live the Music.

At least you didn’t cut off an ear. Or, get kidnapped by a crazy fan who would keep you in captivity by breaking both your feet with a sledgehammer or something.
Although I still might kidnap you, if you try to move away, keep writing