Lived in heads down revision/read/reread mode for a few days now, an effort which is progressing well. The drop date for the Final Three slid back a week, but I can live with that. I have to, actually. Open House is Sunday, so for the fifth weekend in a row, it’s another no day or one day off type of deal. But my job should not cause further any delays.

One lesson I learned recently about finding time for writing is to force myself through chores on work nights. Loading up Saturday and Sundays with tasks shirked during the week virtually guarantees I’ll have neither energy nor the enthusiasm for it. And that’s a shame, because I can get a lot done in ten hour tears. So instead of letting household duties fester, I tackle them after work, even if doing so cuts into downtime, or infringes on the one or two hours reserved for writing. At worst freeing up the weekend means dedicated time for relaxation, taking pictures, hiking, etc.

Soon as I finish the novel edits, I’m going to turn the site upside and down and revamp the design. I meant to upgrade to the latest version of WordPress for the past month. Haven’t coded in forever, so diving in headfirst will be interesting.

Wrote down a list of places to submit The Stash—a short story I wrote in late August. One very unlike me, very horror. Contests seem like a natural fit for it, because at worst they guarantee responses—a treat in publishing—and on the winning end come with a check and publicity. But there’s a few magazines that make sense to aim for, too.