Thursday, April 08, 2010

The slowness of waiting, and writing

The week without teaching is disappearing. We arrived at the hospital this morning for a 9.30 appointment. We waited several hours, then when we finally got in to see a doctor, they removed J's cast to check the wound. Whereupon, seeing the pins sticking out of his wrist, he promptly blacked out, so we had to help him onto a gurney so he could lie down to have the new cast put on. By 3.00 he was back home, dozing on the couch, watching Scrubs with the cat...

Actually, typing that, I'm starting to feel a bit faint myself.

When not waiting around, this week, for various systems to work (the council busking permit yesterday; the hospital today; the university's wretched email all the time), I have finally prepared my response to the readers' reports on my book. They both say yes, the book is publishable, but each also seems to want it to be a slightly different kind of book. So I've tried to take a middle way, accepting some really good suggestions, without signing up for a major structural re-write. Fingers crossed the editor will agree with me... It took me ages to process the reports and write the response: everything seems to be moving in slow motion at the moment.

3 comments:

Kerryn Goldsworthy said...

When even you sound this discouraged, things must be really bad. Never mind -- the boy is on the mend and the book is in process. (Can't think of anything cheerful to say about the emails, soz.) xxx

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