That's what I've been up to lately -- procrastination. But it has been fruitful procrastination. I just finished my side project. It's a collection of short stories and poems that I have written throughout the years, and it is currently in the hands of a new editor (although she can't work on it for another month). I figure that's all right, given that this was all just a big exercise in procrastination anyway.
Tomorrow my attention returns to Volume 3 of the Stewards of Reed. I no longer have any side projects or dying dogs to distract me. I am hoping that I make some decent progress; I know I've had lots of ideas come and go in my head -- it will be interesting to see which ones survive.
The clock is ticking. My life is going to change (and not necessarily for the better) within a month's time. I need to make progress now, while I can. I have never been one to miss a deadline (even self-imposed ones), and I don't plan on starting now.
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