Tangle, tire, talk

Tangle
I wake late and batter out bad piece three days late. Hit submit. Walk away.
Talk
I meet friend through to see me and aside fondness, greatness, intelligence and wisdom she offers counsel. The lesson: the lure of being liked and dangers therein, or the disproof of the equation intoxication = aftermath / attraction
Then I do a wee reading at a launch thing, an old piece, something I am more or less am done with from yrs ago, and am surprised to see they've published it first like it is something. Illustration, first billing etc.. weird, I'm baffled but love the other writers work a lot.
Tire
Return home to sis and neice visit. We eat cake and madelines and she (9) reads my work out in hilarious melodramatic voice that swings from gothic to raspberry noises. In return, I finally give her a long overdue birthday present. After they leave I make dinner for 2 nights but eat it all in one sitting and now I am sitting up with coffee in hand exhaustedly correcting and working out my diary for the week.

Time time time.. some day will be on my side, but can't complain, a genuinely lovely day

3/10 (i found more reasons to stop)