A children's author walks into a bar...
I have woken up to reality and set aside my fantasy of being the next Meg Cabot. I now dream of being the next Sarah Silverman-- who's not only a successful stand-up comic but also has the Matt Damon factor going for her.

Last night was the first night of my eight-session stand-up comedy class. Really fun! We had to talk about our goals. I said I expect to be on Leno next week. Okay, maybe I'm getting a little ahead of myself. I'll give it to mid-August.

I'm really enjoying having a hobby. Writing used to be my hobby. I did it for years before getting paid. But worrying about deadlines, branding, promotion, sales figures, reviews, royalties, etc. has taken writing right out of the hobby zone and made it into a job. A job I love-- mostly, when I'm not hating it-- but still a job.

Now I have a no-pressure hobby. Er, no pressure until I'm bombing onstage with bad jokes and rotten tomatoes in my face.

Maybe I should have taken up knitting.