Excuse Me

Julee is a writer.
She likes to write.
Julee is not a salesman.
She doesn't have a clue about marketing her writing.

So my excuse today for not pursuing my career is that I felt this blog needed an update.

No! Stop it! Get off here and pull out the box of materials from the writer's conference.

Don't put a load of wash in, don't pay a bill, don't answer the phone, don't do one more thing until you've e-mailed at least two query letters.

You should see the rough draft of my end of the year slide show. Working title; Before & After '07.

Write, Julee, write.
See Julee write.
Julee can write fast.

I miss the Grand Canyon and my old website.

The two and ½ day Thanksgiving celebration made me happy. It was as close to Norman Rockwell as this family will ever see, and I LOVED every minute.

See Ben, Annie, Jen, Tony, & Melissa play.
They can play games.
They can play nice.
See Franklin play with Sandy.
See Sandy run and hide.
See Julee post a sentimental family entry, soon.

Jump Julee jump.
Julee can jump from one thing to another very fast.

Whoa! Jen just e-mailed me a mock-up of her web page. Lindsay's Dave is awesome! Kinda makes me want to become a web page designer.

See Julee procrastinate.
Julee can procrastinate with the best of them.

Two query letters, that's all and then you can come back here and chat.

Look Julee look.
The subdivision neighbors have put up chasing lights.
See Julee roll her eyes.

Oh, Julee.

Look and see.

See Julee go.

See Julee go and write.

Julee can write AND sell.

Where is Julee? ☺