I’m setting myself a target of twenty minutes for this post. If I limit it to that there will be several benefits.
One is that I will have to select a subject and get on with it.
Two, I’ll have to switch off my internal editor and just get the words down.
Both of these will be useful because I’ve been letting things slip recently and I need to keep active.
Three, I won’t be tempted to drift off and start playing games on the internet.
Four, I’ll be able to blog, do the washing up and have tea made before Julia gets home from the gym.
And now, having pressed a random button and closed everything down, I have even less time to write a post.
The big news is that I’ve had another acceptance. After five rejections in a row I was beginning to worry that I’d ridden my luck as far as it was going to take me. Now it’s beginning to look like hard work is paying off again and I may postpone my return to Limericks.
Not only have I broken the sequence but I’ve done it in record time. From submission to acceptance – four days. I know it was down to timing rather than writing skill but it’s still good to get the news that quickly.
I can hear they key in the lock, looks like she’s home early. This is generally a good thing, as I like the company, and feel that it’s OK to switch the heating on. Tonight it is a little too early for comfort, but I doubt that I’ll be in trouble as, let’s face it, she doesn’t expect much from me in terms of housework.
In fact, she doesn’t expect much from me at all. As I may have said before, the key to a happy marriage is a wife with low standards.
And with that thought, and 24 minutes elapsed, I’ll go and put the kettle on. We have chocolate cake too, though it’s slightly fire damaged from all the candles…
The picture is totally random – I’ve left the camera at work again, despite having photos to use. I tell you, I really am losing the plot.
