All day I have been going through short story submission guidelines and looking at some of the short stories I have written. Some of them are nearly ready for publications, some of them need some work.
However, some days as much as I want to be articulate, my brain and fingers do not comply.
I get stuck in a single unpleasant memory. I dwell. I have decided I need a reset button. Since the technology is unavailable and highly unlikely to be developed anytime soon, perhaps I would do well just to rest.
This image is one I took at Glasgow’s Necropolis and fits my mood today.