The Perils of Working at a Writers Centre

One of the perils of working in a Writers Centre is the moments of downtime when your colleagues will turn to you and ask, so, what are you writing at the moment? Not a bad thing during the times when you’re actually working on things and eager to talk about it, but right now I’m kinda…not doing anything. Or rather, I’m giving myself a break after a year of deadline after deadline, accompanied by the fact that I’m still in the process of moving out of my old place (there’s a bunch of stuff still waiting to go into storage, and a whole mess of cleaning to do after Christmas is done with). So when asked during the walk to collect lunch for the office today, my response was, well, nothing really. 

Mostly what I’m doing at the moment is catching up on things. Specifically, catching up on email, which has been a little…untouched…during the process of packing and moving house. Ordinarily this isn’t a huge problem, but for some reason everyone emailed me asking for things at the same time and I was forced to send back a lot of replies that went along the lines of I’d love to, but can it wait a week until I get my living situation sorted and my internet reconnected. If I don’t sit down and clear the emails I owe people tonight then it’ll be another week until I get to them, and that’s no good to anybody.

Of course, this process would be much easier if I could track down the chords for my printer, since a lot of what I need to be doing is printing and scanning contracts. Unfortunately I’ve got no idea where it could be in the maze of unpacked boxes.

I suspect it’s hiding out with the missing keys to the filing cabinet.