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I'm sitting here drinking a gallon of cranberry juice ~~no sugar ~~as I try to work up witty and wonderful sounding book proposals to send out to publishers.

Yes ladies...lots and lots of cranberry juice. Someone shoot me.

I didn't have my boys to watch today, so I spent most of the day writing, rewriting, editing, and writing some more. I took time out for a bedroom cleaning spree and some laundry, but mostly kept to the writing.

I wonder...do female writers drink gallons of unsweetend cranberry juice? Poor things. I had no idea there were health risks involved in being an author.

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  1. Uhh...doesn't cranbeery juice pretty much clean out your innards and leave you with nothing left?

    Nada?

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  2. Ummm.......no. It does something else for a female.

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  3. I'm pretty sure it has something to do with UTIs. If that's the case - ouch! Good for you for being able to concentrate in spite of it all...

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  4. oh pam, hope you feel better! yikes!
    make sure you try to avoid ocean spray though. unsweetened...most likely not ocean spray. good for you.

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  5. Anonymous5:28 AM

    Uhoh...hard to feel witty with the cranberry juice therapy having to happen. Feel better soon!

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  6. Pammy,

    Hope you feel better soon. Anna is right, No Ocean Spray.

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  7. No, don't worry. No ocean spray. Hubby picked up some Just Cranberry from the health food aisle at the store for me last night. Hard to get down but at least no one is pilfering my juice from the frig now!

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  8. try adding vodka - you'll be far more creative, trust me x

    ( not that you aren't creative enough already x)

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  9. Hmmmm... Did I mention that I don't drink? Nope, I don't. I'm crazy enough without adding alcohol.

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  10. Pammy, no drink! not even a nice glass of organic red wine as you cook your dinner.

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  11. Nope, nada.

    It's to keep the lampshades off my head, you see.

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  12. So you're always bright as a button and ready to go!

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