Wow. Four years ? Doesn't feel like it, but I suppose it never does. I meant to do something more with it, but my time-management skills are often crap, and there seemed to always be something hanging over me, stressing me out, at any given time. Me "just" waiting for that thing to be "over", and then, surely, time would be mine and energy would return. Dream on. Part of me thought this might be something I'd be carrying with me through the planned transition in my personal life sometime in 2026, but nothing lasts forever. When Garbo told me about the Consortium of Seven project back in 2019, inviting me to be take one of the seven days after someone (I'm not sure that I ever knew who), originally in the mix to handle tv and film, had to bow out, I was interested. In large part I found it attractive because back closer to the start of this century one of my main on...
A group of writers each take a day of the week to say something