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.
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.