13 June 2010
All right, that’s one piece of work revitalised (I hope) and sent on its way, so that I now have five short stories on the market again for the first time in a couple of months. Even though my real in-tray at the office is going to be just as full when I go back tomorrow, I still have half a dozen un-replied-to emails and the corrections I owe somebody in another country are shaping up to be non-fashionably late, I somehow feel as if I have a lot less to do.
Now I can relax, maybe, and watch some football.
Now I can watch some football, anyway.
Except that I’m still thinking about what I made the mother in one of the short stories do, even now that I’ve submitted it…