Flashes of Panic

I need to learn: small bites. Not big mouthfuls.

I am waiting to hear about the possibility of an assignment from a second outlet for Saturday’s meet. It’s not certain yet so I won’t name it, but it would be, for me, pretty huge.

And it would mean a Saturday schedule involving a road race, a track meet, and (at least) three stories probably totaling around two thousand words. (Not getting this assignment, which appears to depend on factors other than my qualifications or availability, would mean only two stories.)

So, yeah, I’ll be in New York this weekend… but I’ll have my mouth full.