Back when I was in school, the last days of August were days of frantic work, doing the home-works that had been waiting for three months in my copybooks. Now it’s thirty-odd years since I last had any home-works to do, and yet these are frantic days nonetheless.
I have to close a big translation I need to deliver by the 31st – I’ll probably deliver it tomorrow or the day after that.
Then there’s another important translation to deliver on the first week of September.
I am working on the two Contubernium stories I have mentioned yesterday, and I have two other short stories in the works – one horror, one a straight detective mystery, possibly the start of a new series, with an eye on a very specific market.
And I have a novella that’s long overdue, and that I’ll start working on next Sunday night. The plan is to write 3000 words each night. This way, I’ll have it ready in ten days. Ready, that is, for a rewrite. I plan on delivering it by the 15th of September.

I have also other things brewing – like adding an audio channel to my Patron page, and setting up a proper drive to attract more Patrons.
But these are things that will happen in the second half of next month.

And there’s the projects that are awaiting confirmation – but those are still in the limbo from which deadlines come screeching bloody murder at the end of the month.
I think I hear them calling right now, and I better go.