I have to admit, gentle viewers, I have fallen off the ZAP wagon a bit.
The last few weeks have been very stressful for personal and work-related reasons, as well as the hovering cloud of anxiety in the Query Trenches. I haven’t run as much as I would like, and I am getting a wee bit frightened about possibly getting eaten next weekend.
Nine days until the Run For Your Lives, which is a zombie-infested obstacle-ridden 5K. I actually saw a TV spot for it last night whilst watching American Horror Story: Asylum. And it terrified me.
That could be me next weekend.
Between dodging Gmail’s insidious (1)’s in fear of rejections and jumping each time my phone so much as twitches — and gearing up for National Novel Writing Month — my brain has been reduced to the spark and fizzle of a shambling undead rather than the bright sparkle of a fully alive personage.
I need to go for a run. Maybe it will get some synapses firing in the old noggin’.
My noggin’ could use a few synapses. Had an odd day in which I made an arse of myself this morning (I could blame my pre-caffeine state, but I ought to have asked more questions before passing judgment), but luckily after a few emails everything seems to be smoothed over. My only defense is that I have dealt with a few trolls on this site in the past, so my sarcasm radar when it comes to unfamiliar names isn’t exactly primed and ready.
Update from the Query Trenches 1.4:
Waiting. Lots and lots of waiting. I’ve had a few requests, and I am…waiting. Yep. That’s about the lot of it.
To keep my mind off the waiting bit, you should all enter the Costumed Curses Flash Fiction Contest!
Click the image below for details!