Unsettled

[calissa]

The wind has been blowing in from the south, carrying a chill straight from Antarctica. Although I'm not a fan of the cold, I haven't minded today. When I woke up there was a heavy smoke haze hanging over the city and I was sure I was in for a bad day with my hay fever. Then the wind started up and pushed the haze back north. The sun was warm enough to take the worst of the edge off the chill.

The restless wind suits my mood this evening because I'm feeling a bit out of sorts. After spending the last couple of months working hard to meet deadlines, I suddenly find myself between projects. I've finished off all my editing jobs, except for one that is waiting for me to collect my final thoughts. A tentative table of contents has been put together for the Gold Coast anthology; my co-editor and I are preparing to send out notifications and are about to embark on the early stages of editing. I'm not currently writing anything and can't seem to settle down enough to start my November Project early. I finished reading A Room of One's Own last night and have started in on The Complete Book of Incense, Oils and Brews (on loan from sidheblessed and darakat) but I'm not really feeling all that into it.

There's plenty of stuff I could be doing, I just can't settle.

Comments

[onewhitecrow]

You need a gas mask so's you can go for a walk...

[calissa]

Excellent suggestion! It would have been clear enough last night to walk without the gas mask.

[raze]

Oof. I loathe that sudden "floor falling out from under you" feeling of going from having a packed schedule and constant deadlines, to being adrift between projects. I *need* regimented work or I go badly off the deep end, so I sympathize with you feeling out of sorts and hope you find things to occupy your time in a satisfying manner.

[calissa]

Thank you! I'll be kicking off my November Project tomorrow, so I'm hoping that will help.