Time keeps on slippin’

There are some weeks that I wish had been ‘pigments’ of my imagination.  This has been one of them.  I haven’t been able to catch up to save my sanity.


I’ve gotten a ton of things done. But like that old Steve Miller, psychedelic classic ‘Fly Like an Eagle’, time has been slippin’ into the future and I’ve been chasing it instead of riding the wave. sigh

It’s only made worse as I stare at my inbox, pining for a response from the agent who requested a full manuscript.  I know, it’s only been a week. This is a serious decision on their part.  And patience is a virtue that I struggle with.

I think I need to go and play with my ‘pigments’ some more.


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