An odd day.
For some obscene reason I’m suddenly finding it difficult to rise from my kip in the mornings of late. It’s not like I don’t get up; this morning for instance, I got up later then normal and after ten minutes went and lay back down again. I never got up again until an unseemly 7:30am, which for me is unheard of. I must be needing rest, but I’m not tired and not feeling that like how I get when I’ve been burning the candle too much.
I’m still extremely busy at the day job and it’s likely to last until after next week, at least. It means the days are rushing past, though, which is good because I’m getting back to the page quicker after it’s over.
I lost my flash drive. Panic gave way to the insane guffawing of a man considering the unconsiderable, as I tried to remember where I had left it, and what more I would lose should I never find it again. Laugh? I nearly shat myself. Then I remembered: I left it in the office of the day job. I got Gail to whisk me back in to retrieve it at the back of 7pm, and there it was, lying on my desk. I had been using it over lunch to get hold of my draft of Gatecrash. How odd to be suddenly inside another character’s head and world so soon after Stella, and so long after I last looked at it – almost a year to be precise. It was my 2007 NaNoWriMo effort and has so much potential to be a damn good thriller.
Check out some of these fantastic and published in a book.poems written by some Glasgow school kids. Try and pick a favourite – bet you can’t!
Did a site update for one web client and lost another client altogether. Don’t be sad, I’m not. It was a non-paying client who I designed the site for as a favour, only they’ve taken it to someone else to do other things with now that really I don’t have the time for if I am not earning off it. I was happy to help out during quieter times – it was my wife and her business partner, after all!
I found a tray of one dozen fresh Danish pastries in my kitchen this afternoon. You can imagine my delight when I stole one and took it upstairs with a cup of tea to my office.
I listened to some Dean Martin for the first time in a wee while. The man’s a God.
I approached a friend about a possible writing venture next year. It’s only at the pencil sharpening stage just now, but it’s an exciting prospect for sometime maybe in 2009.
Some things to look forward to for the rest of this week: I’m off work tomorrow for one reason or another, so I will be writing for most of the day; I have a giant pizza in the fridge waiting to be eaten at my leisure; There are 9 Danish pastries left on the tray; I’m going to see my parents on Saturday afternoon; I’m going to see Queen in Glasgow on Saturday night at the SECC.
I feel really good about life at the moment.
£317.30 already raised!! On Sunday 5th October I abseiled off the Forth Rail Bridge in aid of the charity that runs Edinburgh Zoo, the RZSS. You can still help by donating a few pounds by visiting my sponsorship page at: