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Today is the last day of my quiet period. When I tidy up my papers, I shall probably discover twenty important things I haven't done. The big thing is that I have a complete first draft of my time travel novel. There are probably many iterations to follow, but to be able to say "Yep, draft done" is good.

Tomorrow evening I start teaching, and also start working on the Beast. On Wednesday I start work on the next chapter of my dissertation. When that's underway, I can start work on an article I promised.

It all sounds planned, doesn't it? So why am I followed around by a persistent thought (like a persistent cough, only more annoying) that says "You've forgotten ten important things"?