Meh, seems melodramatic, but its a line from an Iron Maiden song, and thus rules.
Right, after 5 hours on the road I am back in Southampton and straight into the library. Met Macina, Coates and The Man Who Would Be Will to plough through this sodding essay. Count so far? Almost 1100 words, need 2000. I think we’ll be here a while.
I think once this fucker is out of the way I shall be sleeping for 12 hours. Social Capital may be relevant and it may even be mildly interesting to those who are inclined to think that deeply about social structure, but I just don’t have the patience for it. Hell, I miss the little psychotic release that Modern Warfare 2 provides when needed. I think, after this session in the library, a session on the 360 will be necessary.
Rehearsal for ‘Ungry on Wednesday. Time to get serious with this stuff.
Lockdown still on the backburner, but I’m thinking that once I crack on with my second draft of Compartment 9 I’ll be back in the mood and ready to thrash some more of that out.
