Something to read as I work on my next novel.
I almost called this post “Pink Eye.” Aren’t you glad I didn’t?
Dodged that bullet.
Filming Vlogmas last Christmas instilled a YouTube passion in me. With spring colors (and an easy makeup look even I can’t mess up), the time has come—*dramatic pause*—for me to conquer—*second dramatic pause*—my first makeup tutorial.
I won’t go so far as to say I am a morning person.
*family and friends explode with laugher in the background, spit flying, heads thrown back uncontrollably*
I’m not.
If being a morning person means that I’ll smile or even carry on pleasant conversation, I’m really not.
Being a morning person, to me, means being a more productive human being and not feeling deranged and murderous every time my alarm sounds.
“Hey. You okay? You seem a little off.”
“I’m fine. Just losing my mind.”
“Oh good. I was afraid it was something serious.”
