Once I stop taking these 2,200 km round-trips to the lake place every two weeks, I will have an easier time staying on top of the wave of work. But for now I am putting my time management skills to the test. Thank goodness for these German micromanagement genes.
Oh, and I am also planning CommuniQuatre, which will be held in Portland in a few weeks. Hello, hipster heaven!
I am going to ice my wrists and drain my brain with some renovation shows or something this evening, before diving into a week of writing writing writing, followed by a trip across the prairies. With cat.
Here are some recently published pieces that I managed to squeeze out before the carpal tunnel syndrome set in:
and a slightly shorter version, known as thing two
3 comments:
I thought the first rule of being a hipster was to deny one's hipster status?
Good luck, Barbara ~!
That creative space ("things 1 and 2") looks really cool. Not much like that here in Ft Worth Texas (yet) ~ nor hipsters, hippies beatniks groovesters punks Goths Thoths Mods Rockers or anything much of difference that I've encountered yet ~ unless hidden deep in the heart of the Underground ~> cheers ~>
Fortunately I am decades too old to ever be considered for hipsterhood, John, so I am free to invoke the word as openly possible.
It sounds as though the people who live in your area are just people, Erik - no labels required. That in itself is cool.
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