Questival Distraction (71 Days)

On Saturday afternoon – whilst walking between my mother’s house and my sister’s house in the rain with a little joint – I had an idea for a short story that I was so taken with, I started writing it as soon as I got home.

It’s late Sunday night at the moment and I’m 7,300 words in and one chapter from the end. It’s a ten-chapter short story, about Christmas, getting old and the internet. Of all things.

I don’t know how good it is but I’ve enjoyed writing it (which is usually a good sign) and it came so suddenly that it almost felt like it was a gift from the universe that it would have been churlish to refuse.

But the fact is, whilst I was doing that, there were other, it could be argued, more pressing tasks gathering dust. Two things in particular. One, an almost-finished novel that needs maybe a week’s worth of rewrites – which if tied up and sold could actually fund… Two: 71 days!

Seventy-one days!!!

At this particular moment in time, I’m deciding not to sweat it. There are lots of wheels in motion. I’ll be back to it later tomorrow. And if the worst does come to the worst, I’m currently thinking that I can get a loan – like a bank loan – for the first three months, and keep plugging away at sponsors as I go. Which would probably make a much more compelling narrative than if Wrigley’s suddenly got in touch and said, ‘Here. Have a hundred grand.’ (Still, if anyone from Wrigley’s is reading, please don’t let that put you off.)

Oh, and on the recommendation of @josieislost, I’m reading an excellent book called Dancing In the Streets: A History of Collective Joy by Barbara Ehrenreich. Look at it:

 

 

In the introduction I came across the phrase ‘collective effervescence’. I liked it so much, I bought the company. Well, not quite. But collectiveeffervescence.co.uk. I bought that. It’s a little arduous as urls go I guess, but pop it in your mouth for a moment – Collective Effervescence. It’s quite possibly the height of mellifluousness.

That’s all I’ve got. I’m done in.

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