Post New Year ruminations have suddenly begun on the forthcoming trip to Velingrad. We were all so busy before Christmas that we failed to or forgot to meet. Welcome to my wha?
Tickets are as yet unbought, the schedule is sketchy, but the barking Brits are willing. We're about to meet to discuss travel arrangements and the texts. It would appear the lure of guaranteed skiing may come to our aid in the form of cheapish tourist flights from Newcastle to Sofia.
I'm assuming we'll need to take what our Bulgarian colleagues brought -- about 10 pieces of varying lengths. We'll also need to decide amongst ourselves whether these are self-standing selections from our work, self-standing selections of new and recent work, or work which possesses some principle of cohesion as a whole.
I'm posting this so that we begin to keep a record of our editorial deliberations for this next stage of the process.
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What there were wolves in the trees? Perhaps they had Air Pants. I'm trying to imagine them sounding like owls, or wolf-owls or winged-wolves. Or wolf-trees. Must go to Bulgaria!
Sounds like you were in your element not knowing what would happen next. Hope you found your sozzled pole skis.
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