Kind of how it is.
Valentine weekend was a busy one. Two movies: Percy Jackon and the Olympians (I read the first three books), and Avatar, a third time. Both decent enough, but too much in a weekend. Sometimes it makes me feel disconnected. Sometimes, lack of keeping up with the mundane makes me feel disconnected. Why is that?
I'm back to submitting manuscripts again, after a period of breath-holding, (yes, I'm a finalist in a book contest). After a month of waiting to hear I feel it is time to continue on. I'm also working on a new chapbook ms., and a new full book as well. The chapbook is ready to send out, more or less, but the full-book is still in its infancy, at a sum total of about 37 pages. Still, it's nice to have something new to work on. I really feel done with my current ms. It just needs a good home. Frankly, I'm really ready to kick it out of the house, let it do its own thing for a change. I've pampered it, and it is more than ready to experience life in the outside world, develop a thick skin. Or maybe it just wants to let everyone in, bare its soul to all those who would open its covers.
I tell you, a grey drizzle and the sound of a spinning washer can make the mind go in interesting directions.
So, it's off to the post office, and back to loading the dishwasher.
Enjoy the day, and do good work.