I had Thursday off to go to Yongsan for an appointment.
Despite that, I worked 48 hours.
I flew 9.1 hours in a UH-60 and 2.1 in a Cessna 172.
I read three novels and four volumes of a graphic novel.
I wrote approximately 2500 words of essay, blog, and correspondence.
I spent 12 hours socializing with friends.
I visited Everland amusement park.
I think I have a legitimate claim to being busy.
Hmm, which novels? Which graphic novel? And — essay? I know you write lots of blog posts, including some that are long-form, but do you have to write essays for work?
Novels: The Manual of Detection, On the Beach, Fool.
Graphic Novel: Appleseed.
Essays: I wish I had to write essays for work. There, I just get to do memos, which are a completely different skill; I wasn’t even counting those. Mostly, the essays I write these days are just non-public journaling. It’s easier to keep them focused if I compose them as essays with topic and thesis than as scatterbrained diary format. Call it a reaction to my extreme distaste for stream-of-consciousness writing.