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20/10/2015

About two weeks ago I had a mini freak-out in my kitchen. A GOOD freak-out. I actually jumped up and down and squealed "I don't have to work on the PhD any more!"

This means that I can read. WHATEVER I WANT. Yes, you read that right: I get to wallow in books again.

So far this month I've read (In addition to a boat-load of short fiction and writing that's about writing I've assigned to my students):

the latest in the Outlander Series (Diana Gabaldon's Written in My Own Heart's Blood), after taking most of the year to read the whole series again (Yes, I'm a total geek and have to read every book in order before I get to start a new one).
Emily St. John Mandel's Station Eleven
Paul Cornell's Witches of Lychford
Chris Daugherty's Zombie Inc.
Elizabeth Hand's Wylding Hall
not quite half of Scott Lynch's The Republic of Thieves: Book Three of the Gentlemen Bastards
The Intro to Neil Gaiman's Trigger Warning
and the very beginning of Nicola Griffith's Hild

Here, have a photo of some October flowers.

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So Just What Happens Next?

6/10/2015

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That's what I'm trying to figure out.

My paperwork from uni is official, and graduation in Tuesday. So there's that.
I'm teaching this term: an MA Short Story Workshop class and (as 'monitor') an MA Publishing class.

I'm writing: I have a handful of short stories to finish and start subbing. I've got one sitting with an editor who 'might' want it (waiting to hear back; it's gone up to the EiC). I might do NaNoWriMo to get the next novel under way. And I am subbing Threading.

But.

Yeah, there's always a But.

I have applied for a one-year extension on my visa, and I am applying for job-jobs. But as of next April the minimum wage for a sponsored job goes up by almost 100%! So I have to find a job very very soon...or after my year is up I am most likely outta here. And I swear, if 'so just get married' crosses one more person's lips, I'll scream. I didn't do this past five years of work to 'find a husband'. I've been there, done that. And I want to get to stay in the UK because of what I do, not because of I bind myself to someone else.

So I stay here, in limbo, and wait. I wait for a yes from the short story editor. For a maybe (or, crossmyfingers, a yes) from an agent or novel publisher. And a yes from an employer. Perhaps then I can move on to what's next...whatever that is.

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