Since returning from our trip west, I’ve been increasingly unproductive, distractable, and ... well, out of sorts. My little reptilian brain finally figured out yesterday what’s going on: I’m feeling logy. All my adventures of summer and early fall are behind me ... and what do I have to look forward to?

Well, that isn’t exactly an unbiased way of forming the question. I have all kinds of fun possibilities to look forward to with MAL and the snolfs. But there’s nothing planned, there’s no adventure in the future that I can look forward to and work toward with eager anticipation. Nothing is firing my imagination at present ... so I’m essentially doing the minimum I can get by with. [Not a pretty truth, even to my own eye, but a truth it is nonetheless.]

I’ve been toying around with a couple of deadlines this week, and it’s past time to get serious about them. My reward for doing so will be devising some kind of adventure or creative challenge for the coming winter. If any of you seven readers have suggestions, let ’em out in the comment box. (Thanks to those who do leave ideas ... and please remember, if you want to hyperlink to anything, two’s the limit per comment!)