Mentalechoes

Well there’s been nary a moment to even sit down and scratch myself over the last two weeks. Time has become a premium and there is barely enough of it to go around even the essential activies, let alone for anything else.

True to my word (for once), I am working my ass off right now to get my new literary site up and running. So far it’s all been technical work; building a new server which is going to be the permanent new home of the site; installing and configuring the operating system, including the blog software that will be used. The next week or so will be spent coding up the front end of the site to make it easy to display writers profiles and direct readers to their blogs; all in a very sexy layout that screams, cool-as-fuck.

It’s so much frigging work though. And with my obsessive personality, I’ve lept onto this project almost to the exclusion of everything else. Even writing here. Which reminds me, I have to learn to moderate myself at times like these. Going hell for leather on something isn’t always the best approach. As they say, slow and steady wins the race; the hare generally ends up road kill because he thought he could outrun everything, including a full loaded high speed road train… which as it turns out, he couldn’t!

So anyway, it’s late, and I’m going to bed. Got to get some rest before my day job starts, and I have to face another 8 hours doing work that lines someone elses pockets. At least now however, I have a consolation, I have my own projects coming along nicely where the rewards will be all mine, be they emotional, spiritual or financial.

Amen to that!

Padwanna!