One poem bounces back to me, one story I meant to never see the light of day for all its being damaged goods got shined up and sent forth again as well. I am 4 months back on two poems, and that's pretty much it. I need to finish the trolls, and second draft the video game and the Oscar Wilde moon landing.
I am coming back online after losing last week. This week is better, though it is exhausted, between recovering from the anxiety of last week and the triumphant return of regular vigorous exercise (50 bullshit pushups today and yesterday. I can do like 5 real ones, still. It's embarrassing, but 5 times what I could do before on my best days). Soon the battle without honor or humanity will begin anew.
Published on November 30, 2011 21:55