"let the cool goddess rust away"

Here we are -- what, week eight of summer holidays? Not much is happening just now, for me. The sticky thirst is pasting my mouth closed: I had a cup of ramen earlier, so that's about all the sodium I'll need this week. Cough.

I just submitted a paper to an academic journal: the paper's second, not first, submission. The first actually got a v. nice rejection, including a suggestion on the sort of journal that it would go well into. Heartening, in a way. I'm thinking of submitting a few more of my papers. I'm strangely sensitive about my academic papers, and yet I'm generally blithe and bonny about my fiction. I suppose fiction is famously more taste-oriented than academe (whether that's true or no, the image is widespread).

I need to get back to writing, as well. I haven't for nearly a week, and the last days I wrote were spent on a comic script, which is an entirely different sort of affair.

drawing

I'm painfully tired right now -- I've been trying to get to sleep since about one. IN my sleep madness, I drew a picture of Billy from my zombie short story/comic. I'm actually thinking of drawing the thing, now, just so people could actually see the damn thing, lame art and all. Here's what the comic would look like (without the scribbled notes concerning how tired I am - probably).