Life is pretty hectic at the moment.
It’s a good hectic; a good busy-ness, if you like. But hectic none the same.
If you are a blogger then you may have noticed less comments from me and more ‘Likes’ – if you get one of these it means “I really enjoyed your post and I wish I had time to say more”. If you do actually get a comment from me too then considered yourselves well honoured! I must have really liked your post. Even pressing ‘Like’ has been a challenge recently as our internet has obstinately refused to work well for the last week.
For the rest of my readers, you will have noticed I’m posting less often. This is because I’m writing more often and just not getting the chance to get to the blog more than once or, at most, twice a week. Instead I’m busy with articles, reviews and Masters degree essays which are taking most of my attention. I seem to spend my life researching at the moment.
And things are looking set to get busier.
The publisher I mentioned recently has had my manuscripts for several weeks and, amazingly, is still talking about going ahead and publishing. He wants to ‘move things on’ before February is over so hopefully I’ll find out soon if our relationship is going to work out and I’ll see a book (or even two) in print before too longer. I’m still preparing myself for the ‘catch’. I can’t help but feel that I’ve walked into this far too easily…
As I write, we’re just packing our bags as a family to hit Dhaka in time for the Ekushe National holiday tomorrow. Thing II will see some friends and have a little birthday party on Friday and we’ll pick up some much needed supplies from the supermarket.
At the same time I’ll be picking up a friend from Sweden who is coming to stay for a couple of weeks. I’ve never met her before and, in fact, she is the friend of a blogging friend so it is going to be most unusual! She seems really keen to learn more about bangladesh and I hope I can provide the experience and information she’s after. It will certainly be a very interesting time!
And what interesting times I seem to live in at the moment.
I hope to write a post soon (maybe even this week whilst in Dhaka?) about the political situation in Bangladesh at the moment. For now, all I say is that the current ‘Shahbhag’ movement has gained incredible momentum from the War Criminal trials going on. There is no doubt that history is being made here (though the world’s press is barely acknowledging it) though it remains to be seen whether or not this country is going to ascend to peace or descend to civil war. I pray it is not the latter.
And with all that going on, is it any wonder I wish sometimes that the world could stop so I can get off?
In a sense, as of today, that is just what I am doing. I have just come from a meeting with the ‘powers that be’ to discuss my immediate future at LAMB.
Today sees the end of a chapter of my life and marks the beginning of a new one as I’ve had it agreed that I will stop teaching at LAMB school over the next few months. All being well, this means that apart from supply or a little part-time teaching for fun when I return to the UK, I won’t be going back to the classroom as a career again. That’s certainly the aim and I will appreciate the time freed up to do all this writing that is booking up!
I may be eating my words this time next year though, of course, so we’ll have to see just what happens!
Anyway, I’m increasingly finding that writing is, in many ways, just like wages: The more wages you get, the larger the bills become. Similarly, the more time I get to write, the more writing needs to get done and I’m still chasing my tail trying to keep up and ‘wishing I had more time’.
It was apt then, that I found this on Facebook this morning and I share it with you as my final thought for today:
I’m nearly forty-two and I’m still trying to figure out how to escape this. If you have any ideas do let me know.