Sometimes it’s helpful to make lists…
…and sometimes they make you realise how much freakin’ work you have to do!!

So I sat down at the computer last night and decided I needed to make a November ‘To Do’ list… and then I wondered: is it possible to have multiple heart attacks?

The number of items on said list exceeded the number of waking hours between now and December. OK, well maybe that’s a *bit* of an exaggeration, but still. It’s a pretty scary list.

So I made a drastic move, and cancelled a large number of social plans that were supposed to happen over the next three weeks. (Luckily, I’ve got some pretty understanding friends. My favourite response was from A:

if you need a cocktail to help curb the impending note of
panic I detect in your email, you'll know where we'll be.)

 And you know what? I felt a momentary pang of nerdy-hermitness, but then I felt so relieved.
So I sat down and worked "Singing Breath" up to 3,700 words.
And now I’m free to keep working on it tonight! Yay!



    1. You bet. The last one I had involved me walking alone through a series of spooky apartments (that I *think* were supposed to be our accomodation for the duration of the workshop) and when I finally made it downstairs (to a dark and scary coffee house that was apparently the Clarion South “classroom”), Sean Williams was teaching and he refused to talk to me because I was late.

      1. Wow! What did you say to that? The dream-me would probably have just started blubbering while the room filled up with thousands of my *special* stories…
        And to think we still have *weeks* of dream-filled nights in store for us before we go… πŸ˜‰

      2. Oh well, with Jack I just cried until he felt sorry for me, and then asked David Walliams out for a drink to discuss! What else does a girl do with a man who has shoes that might just fit her? x

      3. Oooh, saucy AND practical. If ever a dream reaction called for a “You go, girl!”, this would be it… Bear with me a sec…
        (**channels Oprah**)
        “You go, girl!” πŸ˜‰

      4. I know there’s an action I need to do, which involves snapping fingers at different heights and on different sides of the body, whilst going “mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm” but I cannot think of a way to indicate that in email form.
        I’ll just go with “I’m a *lady*!” πŸ™‚

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