Whenever I post about being¬†a little bit crazy, you can almost bet that I am avoiding real work (see yesterday’s post). I have two months until my manuscript is due. Actually, more like seven weeks. I printed out everything I have last week. Call me old school, but I cannot read and edit and see on the screen. I have to hold it in my hands. And also, I am paranoid that my computer will be stolen, the internet will get full and break down and I’ll lose everything. At least now I have a hard copy.

So there is, all way-too-many-words of it. I have to start cutting now. And revising. And making sense of it all. It feels like a bigger task than the writing of it. Time will tell, I suppose. But not too much time, because, you know, I have to turn it in.

All of that to say, I’m toying with the idea of inviting guest posters sometime over the summer. I don’t know in what capacity and I don’t know how many, but I’m wondering if there would be any interest? Just based on your Tuesdays Unwrapped posts, I could get some breathtaking material from you to post here. I know that for sure. Let me know in the comments if that is something you would be interested in.

Now, I’m off to get some real work done. No more colorful poems about numbers. At least, not today.