Mounting up for the hellride
Mar. 20th, 2011 12:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceThis is actually almost exactly where I didn't want to be: one day short of deadline, with half the copy-edit still to work my way through. Also, jetlagged to the nines (last night was the epic Night of Not Sleeping: I have listened over and over to the same bombs fall, the same voices yell defiance, bullet after bullet, bullet-point after bullet-point, bulletin after bulletin). Also, wounded. Really I just want to slump in front of a DVD with cats on me, but no. Desdaemona has to go back tomorrow.
So. Batsmen build big innings little by little, twenty runs by twenty runs. I can do this too; twenty pages is not so much, but twenty pages again and again and again will get me there in the end. Also I have coffee, also wine. Also curries. (I have apparently come home with a Total Spice Craving: last night I made chicken curry and chickpea curry, and tonight I shall add potato curry and mushroom curry, and eat muchly. Also, noodles for lunch.) (Which reminds me: *runs downstairs to rescue the bacon from the shopping bag*)
So. Batsmen build big innings little by little, twenty runs by twenty runs. I can do this too; twenty pages is not so much, but twenty pages again and again and again will get me there in the end. Also I have coffee, also wine. Also curries. (I have apparently come home with a Total Spice Craving: last night I made chicken curry and chickpea curry, and tonight I shall add potato curry and mushroom curry, and eat muchly. Also, noodles for lunch.) (Which reminds me: *runs downstairs to rescue the bacon from the shopping bag*)