Saturday, 30 January 2010

May be in the Final of the Shorty Awards

Exhausted.  Three hours sleep last night.  I don't envy the politicians campaigning for votes for the next few months; it's only been a few weeks for me and I'm less animated than a non-possessed ventriloquist's dummy without its ventriloquist.

It looks as if I made it through to the final.  It will take them a couple of days to judge, so I may still have missed out.  If anyone ever nominates me for another award of this kind I'm not getting involved.  End of.  The foot is going down; it has hit the floor; the foot is down.  I have put my foot down.  No more contests.

Must sleep, then write, then sleep, then repeat until book is finished.



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