As predicted, here I am at a truly odd hour for me. Not only is the
state of the clock a little cockeyed, there is a four-legged, furry, muse-sized
hole by my side. (Grooming days are harder on me than her, I fear.)
Anyhow, I have once again survived my travels… only to arrive in a land woefully barren of
writing opportunities. Why “real life” can’t come with three-hour pockets of
uninterrupted “let’s make believe” time is beyond perplexing.
All that said, I’m hoping to squeeze in a little bit of pen and paper
action tomorrow. Keep your fingers crossed. (Another day of a writing-less
writing blog nobody wants, I assure you.)
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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