I feel like I’ve done this a lot this year, made attempts to reboot this blog from the ashes. Flash Fiction August is ended not with a bang, but with a whimper – the other night I was struggling to get past 300 words on a piece that I wanted to be 1,000. There’s been a lot rattling in my brain recently, possibly the biggest of which is I’m trying to get a new job.
Hopefully I’ll hear back from the agency this week – I ran through two interviews last week, I think it went well but I’m not that great at judging.
Right now I’ve got a bit of free downtime, and also I’ve got on a ghostly white face mask on that makes me look like I’ve recently exited a swamp. I spent some time earlier working on The Main Project – in related news I did a new poem, but I won’t be posting it here. Re. Tiny Moments, if you’re interested.
We had a short thunderstorm this evening, and I plotted about simply resuming regular schedules for at least the end of this year. We’re four months out from Christmas, I’ve still got my handy-dandy timeline thing hanging around and I think I’m abiding by it pretty well. Deliberately left myself a few inches of wiggle room.
Right… so now I’ve got a new poem circling the brain, I’d best go put it to paper before it eludes me in the dead of night.