adrenaline

Current work: articles/new Medical/tinkering with other projects
Listening to: Corelli (because I'm twitchy and the concerti grossi are very calming)
Reading: Not Quite a Lady, Louise Allen (very enjoyable. A real-life event that sparked the idea – one that would’ve given me a lightbulb, too. All to do with a hoax – an ordinary address made notorious by someone ordering things to be sent to said house…)

Today, I don’t have blood in my veins. I have pure adrenaline.

Why?

Because of this.

And this.


I didn’t sleep well last night, I have enormous bags under my eyes, and… help. Even though I’m not expecting to win (it’s wonderful just to have been shortlisted: and the competition is of a very, very high standard, so I’m hugely pleased to be among them), and I know other people who will be there, I’m hideously nervous. More so, I think, than I was about the RNA awards do.
I have at least confessed to DH about the bag, so I can go with a clear conscience.

But I’m fidgety, so I think I’ll be working on nonfic and/or research for the Med this afternoon, after I’ve spent the morning with Dad.