Getting Sorted(?)

The biggest thing to organise is time to get back onto my output schedule and serve you all with my regular doses of assorted nonsense. I know damn well that the best way to have it happen is to make it happen. Which is why I'm writing this on a Saturday to post on Wednesday.

Huzzah?

I don't know.

Following this, I shall see what can be done about posting my Patreon stuff. Then I get a wriggle on with the daily tale and my other shenanigans. Which, because of my stupid firkin ankle, means moderating the Promptcast streams.

My main obstacle in getting sorted has been endorphin-chasing. After a hard day's wrangling words into fiction, I want to chill and enjoy some downtime. Alas, during the hard day's wrangling words into fiction, I also crave downtime. And I have endorphin producing games in my phone. So I get wrapped up in telling virtual ants how to devour a pixelated picture for hours on end.

Good for me - Hank Green made a focus assistant app where a bean knits socks to discourage me from the siren call of ant game.

I'm still working on launching the bean before I get down to business (to defeat the Huns?). It's a process. I acknowledge this.

Doing what I can for income can feel like a grind, but... I know I have this. I have to have this because this is the last week that I have money.

Onwards to what I know I can do.