Crazy times (as always)…

I am the worst planner in the world and the second worst business organiser in the world, and every now and again the world decides to remind me of this. With the help of Marianne and Jeremy, I’ve just seen 200,000 words of proofreading on the “Best Novellas” out the front door. Joy. Then I got email telling me that another 400,000 words of proofs should be coming in this week for the Locus book. Yay! And I just confronted the long delayed taxes, which look like I will owe the tax man enough money to be a bit uncomfortable. Yay. I now dream of quiet days when nothing happens and hardly anyone even speaks to me. A dream underpinned by the quiet mantra “Must get organised, must get organised”.