Interlude: What I’m Doing On My Holidays, Day, uh… (Turku, Part 1)

Day 52. 104,811 words. Finished the second story! One and a bit left to go!

So this got a bit weird. My next summer holiday overtook my report on the last one. It turned out that, while I still didn’t have a winter holiday for this year, I still had 5 days of vacation time left from my summer holiday, so I’m taking them this week.

So it’s sort of a second summer holiday, which isn’t really summer because it’s the middle of winter but then my last summer holiday was winter too, and later this year I’ll actually be getting a normal summer holiday, which means that although I haven’t had a holiday since 2015, in 2018 I will be getting three. Which only seems fair.

What probably isn’t fair, however, is that because I’m on holiday and otherwise writing up a storm, I’m not going to be doing any interesting blog posts for the next few days.

We’re off the Turku for a couple of nights now, just to spend a bit of time in a hotel and so Mrs. Hatboy and Wump can hit the theatre.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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3 Responses to Interlude: What I’m Doing On My Holidays, Day, uh… (Turku, Part 1)

  1. Sure, just rub it in my face….

    No, I don’t mean that the way Deadpool would. Or do I?

  2. Pingback: Wednesday. Summer Holiday #3 in Sight. | Hatboy's Hatstand

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