Friday, February 11, 2011
The blues, the greys, the blacks ...
Forgive me if I confess that the title of my post kind of describes how I feel. Having the blues. Feeling grey. In a black hole. Under the weather. Snowed under. Not real snow, which I would love to see one day, as most of you know, but the kind of snow that consists of hundreds and hundreds of white pages. Filled with words, obviously. Which means they are not really white. But I digress.
Half of the second of the two books I am editing is being rewritten by the author after the Department of Education changed the curriculum at the last minute. It means that I edited half a book for nothing. The deadline remains the same. The payment remains the same. Such is life.
In addition I have taken on another project - content development for a CBT (Computer Based Training) mathematics course. The deadline is in two months. (I am thinking of changing the previous paragraph into a word sum for this course. One has to have one's fun.)
The next few months up to May will be hectic, if not worse. I was sitting this morning wondering to myself (and to Snous, who is the only one who will listen to me): "Why, oh, why do I do this to myself?" But then the dentist's bill arrived in the post and I remembered why.
Anyway, to get to the point, the picture is of a "lap" (Afrikaans for fabric or cloth) I am busy working on. I just happened to have the different bits of fabric from different car boot sales and junk shop finds. They are actually all quite ugly, but together they make quite a statement, I think ...