Tempus Fugit
I lost a day this week. Yesterday I was under the impression it was Wednesday (it's Friday today). Robyn (the lovely wife) had to battle to right me of this misconception last night until I eventually had to accept I'd lost a whole twenty four hours. I'm not sure how this happened. I have my writing week so carefully mapped out these days. I worked on my new course last weekend and all day Monday - perhaps a little of Tuesday. No problem. I spent a day somewhere in the week editing my latest novel again - after Robyn had done an edit/proof run through. She'd made notes on where she thought I needed to tighten up a couple of logic inconsistencies. Fixed those, hopefully. Oh yeah, I spent around half a day sending out hard-copy editions of my books - which sold out - had to contact the printer and get some more done because I'd run out. Plus of course I spent many hours answering the constant stream of emails that go with having a high profile Net ...