Yoiks and Awaaay

Monday, A Small Hope

It's been a disorganised morning. Starting with Mayhem notifying me that he has a takeoff time to get to the nearest train station. Nice of Beloved or Adorable to give me a warning about that.

Anyway, Mayhem is offski for his traineeship orientation tour, all to see if he's amenable with the traineeship at all. If not, I have NO idea what's going on with him and his future.

Fingers crossed, my lad gets a career.

If not... well. There's a Woolies opening up down the road and he can firkin work there too.

Even if he hates it, the lad needs money. The house needs more income.

This morning, my ankle was only lightly twinging, but I'm still wearing the brace and icing every two hours because I'm not healed until at least a handful of days after it's stopped hurting. Injuring myself with my stretchies has made an impact on my caution.

Today, I am making my offerings, editing videos, and posting all in one day. I'll record the next story later on. I really want that relaxed schedule.

It's less stress when I have shit lined up in advance.

Let's get on with getting on.

OK, OK, OK...

I've got this. I know I've got this. I can handle this bullshit. I've got this...

Looks like I'm having my birthday at home this week because our lovely DM needs an extended breather by no longer managing one of the games. It's likely to be the one I'm in because I have an extended history of Killing RP's. Alongside blaming myself for things beyond my control.

I've flung Adapting towards another potential agent and, if it's complete and total radio silence

So much to do

I'm still doing the read-through of Beauties, and aim to get to the halfway point before the end of the day. Each chapter takes fifteen minutes away from other things.

Other things like writing my Instant, or working on the first five hundred words of the new book, Rael. And I haven't even written the nut notes.

They'll evolve as time goes by.

I've always needed nut notes to keep things straight. As I introduce people, I'll take notes.

And everything is

Yoiks and Away, I guess.

Before I wanted to write a draft of the very polite letter I sent to the most recent A2B, I thought I'd check in on their website to see what their responses were likely to be like in the first place.

if we are interested in discussing possible representation, we will contact you by email or phone—typically within 6 weeks.

The time limit has run out. They haven't contacted me. So...

I pick another A2B and try again. At least the

Living in the procrasti-nation

The scary thing about my levels of procrastination is that Beloved is worse. I've procrastinated doing my daily duties by writing the starting paragraphs of a book that I'm not due to start until 2018. I love the concept and it's so shiny. I had the perfect starter sentence and I could not resist setting a scene.

Of course, since the Mou editor is slower than frozen molasses, I started editing in my old friend, TextWrangler.

Everything old is new again.

I've

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Monday, A Small Hope

OK, OK, OK...

So much to do

Yoiks and Away, I guess.

Living in the procrasti-nation