Three and a Half Months

Well, my first year exams are over. Whether I've done well or not remains to be seen, but they are over and, with them, my first year of university.

How scary is that?

So now I have three and a half months to bend to my will. June is a loss for the writing, as I'll be going to Greece for a week with friends, and probably getting drunk until then to celebrate the end of the year with other friends.

But July, August and the first half of September?

They may be a different story.

I am hoping to bring Our Last Summer to a complete first draft, though that may be a little ambitious. I want to get a proper start on The Nephilim and Night Ghosts as well, though they will certainly not approach completion this summer. Not even close.

I would like to return to Postscript, but we'll see how that goes.

Regardless, I will be keeping myself busy. It seems that my friends have designs on exploring various gay scenes and gay prides throughout the country (and who am I to say no?) which will have me all over the place. Hopefully, money permitting, I will also travel to Barcelona for a few days with yet more friends. And then, of course, is the matter of driving licenses, various summer qualification courses, and language learning.

There's definitely something a little wrong with me.