Despite my cold turning into something more like the flu, complete with the whole range of gastro-intestinal distress, I forced myself to write today for one and a quarter hours. I skipped a scene I prefer to write with a clear head, and went for the next one, where muddled could be just right.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
I think it's flu
Despite my cold turning into something more like the flu, complete with the whole range of gastro-intestinal distress, I forced myself to write today for one and a quarter hours. I skipped a scene I prefer to write with a clear head, and went for the next one, where muddled could be just right.
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