The Article That Ate PokerStars

There goes the weekend...

I'm stuck in the muddy banks of an article that I just can't finish. The problem is that when it comes to writing these things I start in the middle and work my way out. I head off in one direction, go back to the middle and aim for the other shore. At the end of this process I have two dozen paragraphs, some of them good, but with nothing in common other than the same spelling mistakes.

So I'm working on this. Have to because I now have a triage system in place to deal with the articles I need to write. PokerStars is one, but Johnny Chan has been rushed in on a gurney and will need dealing with some time soon. A quick interview today means a long article tomorrow. Or the day after maybe. Either way Bank Holiday to me just means I can't pay any cheques in on Monday.

Then there are a couple of others in the pipeline. Somewhere in between all this I need to find some time off. I can feel a power surge coming on that could leave me frazzled and unapproachable for some time. This is good in some ways, because there are some people who I don't want to be approached by. But there are others too, who approach in nice ways, and that's more important.

But it's nothing a milky-way on the way home can't fix.