It’s Saturday. I got some housework done, got some cooking done, Hope is happy and occupied and I am trying to write. But is anything coming out? No. Instead I’ve been wandering all over the place, looking at all sorts of interesting crap. Did you think I was kidding when I said the linkblogs are […]
Pull the plug, I’m brain-dead No, seriously. I’ve been working all day on a conversation between Eve and Ben, the two of my characters I know best, and it’s screwed. It sucks. Big time. I’m sick. That’s my excuse. I have a cold, and my concentration is just plain gone. But I did accomplish laundry
They called today for my 100th day report, because it’s late and they don’t have it. 100th day report? What report? Okay, I’ll confess. I was working on it last minute, and frigging Excel screwed up a third of it. I did start working on it a long time ago, I just didn’t get much
Insane day, start to finish. I sat how many hours staring at the computer and accomplished nothing? And then I got off work, and guess what? How many hours staring at the computer and nothing accomplished? *sigh* Ass in chair, I remind myself. Ass in chair, or nothing gets done. My ass is IN the
It’s nine o’clock, do you know where your friends are? How about your words? I’m trying to write. Honest. On Eve, no less. But nothing’s coming out. I’d turn to a fanfic if I could think of anything, but nothing’s happening there, either. B in Ohio fell asleep at her desk, gave up and went