A New Me

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:

NewHairdo

 

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.

About Linda Andrews

Linda Andrews lives with her husband and three children in Phoenix, Arizona. When she announced to her family that her paranormal romance was to be published, her sister pronounce: "What else would she write? She’s never been normal." All kidding aside, writing has become a surprising passion. So just how did a scientist start to write paranormal romances? What other option is there when you’re married to romantic man and live in a haunted house? If you’ve enjoyed her stories or want to share your own paranormal experience feel free to email the author at www.lindaandrews.net She’d love to hear from you.
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2 Responses to A New Me

  1. danrshaw says:

    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.

  2. Pegitha says:

    Although I still might kidnap you, if you try to move away, keep writing

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