My redhead still has a case of the sniffles, so I thought I might work a little tonight. Between no football and nothing I want to see on the telly, it seemed like a good idea.
Though this blogging doesn’t really count as work. I’ll get there.
I need to write some sales copy–it’s one of the things I do on occasion–and I’ll probably get it done tonight and sent to the customer so I can get him to put a check in the mail tomorrow.
By the way, if you want to find out a little about making a good living as a writer, check out these posts I put up for my friend Lou. They might just help.
