I have a mountain of things that need revising and submitting, in keeping with a resolution of sorts to force my work out into the world with more regularity, but a series of little side-trips into bad health have slowed me down. Nothing major, but all a little mysterious and foreboding. I'm hopeful for things to balance out--better health, better weather, more work--while knowing all are gambles.
Life is white and hot and flat. A week ago it was red and hot and flat. I look forward to greener times, physically, financially, creatively. Viva growth.