I wasn’t around much last week, was I? This is because I’ve been so busy and anything other than the work I have in made me feel guilty. Saying that, there were also 2 fairly draining episodes within a FB group I moderate that needed attention, including a major protest that we sent national and then viral.
The combination of stress and work (and possibly lack of funds at the moment) has caused the abscess on my jaw to flare up. This happens when I’m stressed or low, and as I’m not feeling very low … I can take anti-inflammatories and painkillers for it and see if it dies down again. If it doesn’t die down it means a trip to the dentist … and he’ll have to remove a healthy tooth so he can drain it (gulp) … OR root canal work (gulp).
I think we can all guess which way my fingers are crossed for.
We think we had the desired effect with the protest. A major national women’s weekly magazine is, basically, trying to fleece its short story writers. We’re sick of this keep happening and if we can’t convince the magazines to pay a decent wage to the people who fill their commercially viable pages then we have to convince the writers not to write for them.
We don’t work for free, thank you. Would you?
The diary has had an overhaul this week. I’m hoping I can shift 3 non-fiction books (proof-reading) and 2 short stories. I dropped one of the stories (for now) because it won’t make the deadline. I’ll use it eventually, though. I’ll just skip the Feb competition I was going to field it via first.
Working all week and all weekend is making Diane very grumpy. So with the diary overhaul I’m hoping to be finished by 6pm every day this week and have the weekend off – which was the original plan, but when needs must …