The past 3 months have been a blur. I've worked in some capacity nearly every day. A whole weekend off is a rarity. I like my job--I do--but I haven't yet figured out how to have a job that doesn't eat my life. Hence the total lack of posts here. This space is supposed to be about writing, but I have done pretty much none this autumn. And that's an important part of my job: to write stuff--fiction or non-fiction--and get it published. I can't publish what I don't write, and I can't write when there is just. no. time.
I'll figure this out. It just might take a while. Once I am out of probation and finished with this teaching certificate I have to do (it's a class that eats at least one day a week--a day I don't have to spare), I will be able to think for 5 mintues. And once I can think I can plan.
In other news, I am getting knee surgery in early January. It'll be nice to be able to exercise again. And a paper proposal has been accepted for Helsinki WorldCon. It's 8 months away--plenty of time to oh-so-slowly work on it.