Memorial Day and the Fourth of July are only a week apart, right? No? Sure felt like it.
It’s been one of those months where I did a lot but accomplished little, especially on the writing front. Sure, I got a short story done and submitted, but I haven’t been able to make (yes make, not find) the time to put a dent in my other obligations. I’m sitting on two accepted outlines and a publishing schedule, so I really need to get my ass in gear.
I guess that’s what “next month” is for. Stupid procrastination.
Writing that short also made me realize my creativity has been in the crapper. I labored over its plot far longer than I should have, and it also took me far longer to put together some simple outlines than it would normally have taken me. Hell, I’ve even been silent on the blog because I didn’t have much to say, and the following picture is as close as I’ve come to doing anything remotely creative with my camera in weeks, if not months:
So, yeah. Half the year mostly pissed away. You people really need to smack me around more.