Lots of meetings today and I'm still hung-over from the Australia trip. Not to mention there's deadlines coming up. I did manage to write quite a bit however.
Day 6 and I am suffering. I want to read. I want to read fiction. I want to write lots of fiction. But between work and everything else, I don't think I'll be able to, at least not until I've finished my presentation and paper.
My first 14 hour day in a month or so. Completely drained, obviously. Did not write nor read very much, though Academic Writing (I'll mark it as that in my calendar) still got done.
Day three of academic writing and I think I've barked up the wrong tree. Oh well. There's still a week, more or less. I didn't write much, and I didn't read anything beyond academic papers.