Fic: Backstage 40, “Maxima Culpa”, 1/1

( “Maxima Culpa” )

“Maxima Culpa”, End notes

( Notes under the cut )

Grabbing a moment here …

 
Okay, my latest story has now been posted. (I got tired of waiting to hear back from sroni. Yes, I’m annoyed.) And I’m working on another, which I’ve been looking forward to even though it’s a fairly recent idea.

The thing about driving? It doesn’t really feel like work to me, but it takes up a lot of time. Even though I have plenty of opportunity to think — about story ideas and other things — by the end of the day I’m lucky to have more than an hour or so to do anything before I have to go to bed. (You don’t skimp on sleep when you spend most of your waking time piloting forty tons of metal down the highway.) I actually had more time on deployment; even if I worked more, I could grab spare moments here and there, and as a driver that’s just nearly impossible.

BTW, for those persons familiar with the term “lot lizard”? I had one approach me at a truck stop in Alabama. Startled the heck out of me, and I responded very abruptly (though I believe I fell short of actual rudeness). And afterward, all I could think was: I just turned down sex with a woman. Have I ever done that before?

I was very happy at seeing the announcement that RemixRedux would be back this year. I do wonder how well I’ll do at it, though, given the time strictures I just described.

And now, it’s just about time for bed again.