So, I spent the night on myself. I gave myself a facial. Drank tea. Read.
At the end of the evening, I crawled into bed feeling more relaxed than I've been in a long, long time. I was positively serene. It was lovely.
I should really do that more often.
Today is slightly less serene. As is often the case with submitting, I awoke to a rejection in my inbox. I'm not mad about it, just a little sad. I am grateful to the agent, though, as she was not just kindly, but also explained why. And it's absolutely a legitimate reason. Hopefully, though, someone will fall in love with it. Hopefully.
Still, I'm riding the wave of serenity for today. With luck, it'll help me get a lot of writing done. Which will happen after my French lessons. I say that like I have a tutor. I don't. I'm on Duolingo. What can I say? It's free.
Right, I'm off then. I have to get this French stuff done.