--You buy (maybe even use) a lot of sticky notes
and highlighters.
--You send out query letters. A lot of query letters.
--You’d be willing to pay someone to publish your
book (because you know if people could only read it they’d love you!)
--You volunteer to judge others and then
alternately feel great or horrified about your own writing.
--You write when others are sleeping.
--Your office is a Starbucks.
--The Internet History file on your computer would
horrify your neighbors.
--You scour magazines for pictures of your “ideal”
man, pin them to your bulletin board, and don’t even feel guilty when your
husband sees it.
--You find yourself wondering how you can make a
“zombie” story sexy.
--You believe that rather than misleading young
girls about what they can have, you are empowering them to demand what they
deserve.
