It’s midnight, I’m stoned and my page count is not where it should be. :oops: The good news is that I got SOMETHING done. I was going to wait to take the drugs until after I’d finished writing, but my ears were hurting so damn bad that I couldn’t concentrate anyway, so I took the medicine and wrote until I was no longer coherent. I’ve now reached that point. :passedout:
Though I’m probably too pissed to go to sleep now. The fucking Astros just blew a FIVE run lead in the 7th inning. :cursesign:
I plan to sleep obscenely late in the morning then get up and try and slog through all the post vacation clutter in my house, not to mention the mound of laundry that has taken a life of its own, and then settle down to write some more. I left off in an exciting spot so I’ll be itching to get back to it. And no, it wasn’t a sex scene. I know better than to leave off at a sex scene. If I did that, I’d never go back to it.