R.I.P. the Mollster

Down Time

Another deadline hit - a couple of months ago queries about the small amount of royalities over The Pocket Essential Philip K Dick led to the suggestion of a second edition to be released to mark the 25th anniversary of his death. This puts a quid or so on the price, adds a score or so new pages ... and if you're lucky another three thousand words (no, I can't work it out either).

What with little things like three deadlines to hit at the end of October, a date of November 15th seemed insanely optimistic, especially as I only hit two of them. The one I missed was postponed to, you guessed it, November 15, so the second edition got bumped, although I had at least edited the paper manuscript.

Fortunately, I did at least hear that the publisher likes my 80,000 words for the 31 October deadline for the Big Project, and the degree has been signed off. So we began the week on a relative high, and planned to spend all of Tuesday working on PKD. Monday I got to bed about 12.30, so an early night, but Tuesday I found that, like Sunday, it was all but impossible to get up. I woke about 7.15, the usual alarm time, and got up for a dump, and went back to bed. I snoozed to the radio alarm - not exactly sleeping, not exactly listening to the radio - and it was not until Woman's Hour that I finally properly roused myself ( ... )