Last week I decided to take a week off to focus on really cleaning the flat. That's only half done. OTOH, I've gotten a writer's unblock, writing poetry form for character POV prose. I hope I didn't peak yesterday laying down three strong pieces and one fifty percenter. And my brain has been buzzing this last week. Wondering if I work better under imagined public pressure. Perhaps I could publish 300 words a day for a year on that real history evil Quantum Leap story. And I want to do a comic again, for the Enniskillen festival in May, scripts to draw from Richard Barr and John Robbins.
Recently finished Christine Dwyer Hickey's Cold Eye of Heaven, very digestible literature, a life story of a Dubliner told in reverse and with great colour.
