I’ve been sitting at this computer for hours. I have a platform. But now I am having second thoughts about the whole thing.

KaTrina Love Abram.
She made the 15th comment on the site, and will get a three month membership.  Yay!  
Now, I’ve got to go think of something else to decree.  ’Cause I’m the Head Diva around here.  OK.  I’m the only Diva around here.  Whatever!

I have always wanted a BFF.  Like Oprah and Gail.  Batman and Robin.  Ethel and Lucy.  What I got instead, was Adrienne.  The woman who had decided that it was her mission in life to get me dating, married, and mommied before all of my eggs dried up.
Adrienne was a “by the book” kind of person.  Meet the love of your life while still in high school.  Check.  Attend state university and get that degree in business.  Check.  Get married to high school sweetheart one year after college graduation.  Check.  …

When you do what you do, you get what you get. That is what my mother used to tell me as a kid. Her version of karma, maybe. Lately, I’m starting to see it as something else.

I just finished writing Work In Progress- Part 2 and I have to say that I am pretty pleased with myself.  Except that it was only supposed to be a two parter, and now there’s going to be three.  Because I don’t know how it ends yet.  
And I know you are saying, but you are the writer, you are supposed to know how it ends.
Well, I don’t.  Because things keep changing in my head.  I’ll know by this weekend though.  At least I’m pretty sure I will because I …

I have gotten lots feedback about the website this week.  It has all been positive, and for that I am grateful.  I have noticed that no one has asked me “why”.  Now generally, why is not a question that you want to ask in certain situations.
Example-
Me:  Tyler, why did you leave your shoes in the middle of the floor?  I just tripped over them.
Possible Response #1:  blank stare with a shrug and no answer
Possible Response #2:  just a shrug and no answer
Possible Response #3:  blank stare, no shrug, and no …

DING!
That’s my cell chiming letting me know I have a text message.  Everyone knows I write until 4.  I’ve got ten minutes to go.  And it’s not like I’m not going to check the damn thing.
Tayler:  can I go 2 the mall with sydnee
Me:   What time? 
Tayler:  idk- brb     gonna txt syd
30 seconds later…
Tayler:  6
Me:  No.  You know that’s dinnertime.  Reschedule for Saturday.  Two days away.  You can wait.
Tayler:  syd has a dance thingy 
Me:  Then I’ll take you guys on Friday afternoon.  I’ve got to get back to work.  TTYL. 
Tayler:  k   …

I’m feeling all randomish (yes- I know I just made that up) this afternoon.  So, I decided to offer a free three month membership to the 15th person to leave a comment on the website.  Any page, any post.   
Winner will be announced as soon as possible after the 15th comment is made.  
Oh yeah, and I just created this new category- Diva Notices and Decrees- where you will find more of this kind of stuff.

That’s a term that my friend Suzanne uses for folks who are one woman/man shows.  I like it, and I feel like it really describes what I do here at DivaFictionBytes.  I am all of the following:  the head writer (shoot- I’m the only writer), manager of the website (thanks for the many lessons Suzanne), the VP of Marketing, and the customer service rep.  It’s a lot to keep straight.  Which is why I am also the Queen of List Making.  I am also the Queen of List Misplacing, but …