Patience is not something I am very good at. It's not something I have ever been very good at and neither is it something I am likely to be good at in the future.

The dictionary describes patience thus: A particularly efficacious, good, or beneficial quality. That may be true for some but not for me. The results of the Jonathan Cape/Observer graphic short story competition are due out this week. It may be that I have not won. It may be that The Fire Sermon was consigned to the wastebasket and I will never hear. Most likely scenario is that at some point in the near future, I will read the name of the winner in some blog or other and sigh deeply that many late nights were spent lovingly creating a piece of work that nobody understood. Then again, as I know nothing at all either way right now, I still hold a flame - high!

Either way, patience would be a nice tool to have at my disposal. I shall substitute it with a carton of cigarettes instead which I have always found to be far more practical and enjoyable than 'patience'.

I find that more work can also act as a good blanket with which to cover a lack of patience and as luck would have it, We Three Kings is shaping up rather well. Will we be able to finish it by Christmas? I hope so. The premise is so neat it would be a shame to have to bury it until next year - some telepathic spy bitch will probably have stolen it out of my head by then anyway.

In the most brilliant news today The Times Online have published: Skull of huge sea monster that could have eaten T. Rex found in Dorset. How awesome - I'm a bit disappointed that they don't show the skull and have opted for a drawing of said creature but still... I shall be following this like a Spaniel and will keep you posted of further skull developments.

Currently reading: palms
Currently listening to: Nickelback's catalogue on shuffle.
Currently watching: More Supernatural, more Californication and wondering when the hell the next Doctor Who special kicks in.