What little creativity I once possessed eludes me when gloom looms.
Yet there’s no rest for the wicked: One book translated last week, amid translations of another one – and on-line updates for a third party. One website created over weekend for a fourth – client response pending (another one in the pipeline). As of now, for as long as time permits: Undivided attention on temporarily remaining book: the wartime notes of highly decorated Russian sniper, portrayed by Jude Law in Enemy at the gate (which reminds me that the old bugger looked anything but the part, as it were – see picture to the right).
Wouldn’t mind a slice of that good old gung-ho, tho.
Let’s just blame it on that blasted trial, shall we? The suffering continues, courtesy of the press.
Howsabout an appropriate sound track?