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UGH!!!

Okay, so Christmas is definitely here....at least in the retail world. When shoppers are this cranky and this obsessed with what they're getting, it's definitely obvious that Christmas has arrived :( I've never understood why a season that is meant to bring out only the good feelings in people really brings out the worst in consumers. Don't people realize that Christmas isn't about obsessing over presents? That it's okay to not get the absolute perfect gift for someone? The person they're struggling so hard to shop for would probably prefer just to spend time with them, the gift is completely superfluous.

Unfortunately, the attitudes of shoppers are very draining as anyone who's ever worked retail during the holidays can attest to. It makes it difficult to get excited about anything. And any energy that I might have had to focus on any writing projects has already been completely expended.

So, very little progress has been made on "Soul Sifters". And even less progress has been made toward my other goals this month :( It had been my plan to finish editing "Proverbs of Ashes" and "Lost in the In-Between" so that I could send them off for submission at the first of the year. It had also been my plan to finish outlining "Soul Sifters" so that I could officially start writing it at the first of the year. But, so far, I've only half-outlined "Soul Sifters" and only half-read "Proverbs". The effort to do anything other than sleep is too exhausting.

But, I'm still hopeful....

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