Plans for The New Year
I'm headed out to Woodford Folk Festival right after Christmas for what I imagine will be some sort of a cleansing experience. I'm headed out there with a good bunch of people with good souls, which guarantees a good time.
I'm forcing myself not to take any work, though I'll have something to write on of course in case I am hit by any sudden inspiration or second-hand smoke.
When I return and when I have rested up, I will begin again the following:
- Full edit of &
- Begin brainstorming and drafting the narrative of Sunday Trains, a play I intend to do with a friend this year.
- When not editing/working on a play, back to the weekly short story shenanigan
- Optional full edits of We Ran Anyway and Heart is Hard to Find, depending on third-party feedback and where I feel my energy's best-spent.
Who knows what the next week and the new year holds. It's a mystery to me, but at least I've got plans, man. Beautiful, ridiculous plans.
Let's launch them like careening jet planes.
Let's crash all our planes into the river.