Clarion Week Seven...err, hang on...

So, since it took me until Monday to get home, I figure I've had two extra days to get my shit together and start being a writer again...which I did today by spending about six hours editing a pre-Clarion story with all the insights I learnt there. Or maybe I just assembled every single comment that my OWW critiques generated and then tailored the piece to them ;)

If anyone wants to read it, just ask. My only condition is that, upon reading it, you only offer line-by-line edits and possible markets...I am not someone who can re-write a piece ad-infinitum (actually ad-two, to be exact).

The plan to insulate myself from the world at large continues to go well -- I only left the house to go for a run today. And I've only talked to the cat in the last 24 hours. Fortunately, tomorrow night I get to see friends in wild and wacky Brighton!

It's 2.30am which is bedtime -- I have a cunning plan to keep to Clarion sleep patterns and only sleep five hours a night for the rest of my life. Sadly the first three post-Clarion nights have ended in failure. Reading "Beggars in Spain", which is about a splinter group of humanity who don't need to sleep, isn't helping.

Night.