Well, I am flu-shotted.
So, my arm is sore and I’ve got a live virus running amuck in my
system. (At this point of this really long day, I have no idea if the whole
live virus-thing is scientifically true or urban legend. Furthermore, at this
point of this really long day, I really don’t care.)
Needless to say my manuscript still sits untouched in the editing
corner. (At this point of this really long day, I’m reasonably sure my
manuscript is thanking its lucky little stars that I haven’t had the audacity
to touch its precious unedited hide.)
In short, this day has been a gigantic black hole of creativity… full
of crap but producing not a darn thing. (Again, not sure of the science behind
this statement. Again, don’t care.)
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
Post-note: Apologies for this post, but I feel a daily writing blog
should be an honest reflection of the good and the bad of an authorial life. Meet
the bad.
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