I'm apprehensive.
March finishes in just a few hours. April is a month of hideous writing deadlines, plus a bunch of non-writing commitments. And I'm not necessarily at my most ebullient and resilient at the moment: stamina is not the best, optimism is at an ebb. It's going to be a month of wandering in the metaphorical desert; in fact, it will be a month of wandering in the desert while trying to grow a lush orchard in the sand, irrigating it with a drinking straw.
All contributions of encouragement gratefully received.
posted by Laura E. Goodin @ 12:55 PM (permalink)
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here, have a bogan anthem to rev you up for April.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ZI8q-2YhLM
cause you're BOUND FOR GLORY!!
Oh, man, the things I missed, not growing up in
Australia!
*deposits some encouragement*
Word ver.: farmants- highly evolved sentient mutant insects that survived the nuclear Apocalypse, whose agricultural society the surviving humans must integrate with to survive
Thanks for the encouragement! (And you should get started on that farmant story.)
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