#Weeknotes S03 E20

I didn’t get a full 7 days of writing in this week, but I have a good reason.

4th Street Fantasy is where I’d be right now if everyone had gotten their Mark of the Beast like they were supposed to, like I did. But helping out with remote tech support was the next best thing to actually being there in person with people I miss. I hope remote cons don’t go away entirely in the new normal the way the world of work seems to be, especially in my field. But I’ll be in you again, MSP!

Plus, I’ve dedicated time almost daily to shake the rust of my legs, hence the recent postings of pictures that aren’t my cats. I even got on the local bus, surprised that my privileges still worked and did a brief walkabout of the downtown area. Between the thread I just linked and the pic below, I see that I still live in the land of 10 square miles surrounded by reality.

(Narrator: This place was totally a cult.)

I can live with missing 5 days out of 20 this month, especially since I’ve pulled out a short story to polish up before sending out. I have a soft goal to send it somewhere by the end of the month. We’ll see how that goes.

  • This week’s writing chain: 5 days
  • Total writing days this week: 5 days

Decided to go ahead and start COLUMBUS NOIR. It’s funny how reading books like this and THE DAYTON ANTHOLOGY make me feel like I’m catching up with old fri–well, acquaintances.


See yourself
You are the steps you take
You and you, and that’s the only way
Shake, shake yourself
You’re every move you make
So the story goes
Yes, “Owner of a Lonely Heart”