So. August. I spent yesterday recovering from a month of late nights and shifting time zones. This morning it was back to work. Still high summer (low tide) for the kids, but mama’s got a pile of Stuff to Do.
—Submit last month’s invoice for grantwriting gig, check.
—Purchase cleats & shin guards for the kid starting soccer, check.
—Take different kid to pick up her new glasses, check.
—Send note to lit class students about which edition of Beowulf to get, check. (The Heaney translation, naturally.)
—Develop map of suggested smaller project area for county-level grant application in case bigger project doesn’t get funded by the state, check.
—Start working through six weeks of email and FB messages…semi-check?
—Edit articles for side-gig…to be checked.
—Dive into fun new research for other side-gig, check pending.
—Finish picture book manuscript as promised to agent weeks ago, um, does ‘intense desire to check’ count? Yeah, no, I didn’t think so.
—Crank away on Novel Revision With September Deadline: whimper.
—Lose game of Battleship to 7yo: CHECK CHECK CHECK.
Purple and Prose
Yes, well, carry on, then.
Sunday, August 13
Sunday Evening Post