Mary, Mary hold on tightly, over water, under the sea
Today was cold and grey and unspringlike; I didn't go out, I made myself dinner, I read a couple of books and a couple of scripts and worked on nothing except this story which I am still trying not to break. I don't seem to have the brain to work on anything else. I remember being able to multitask around fiction, but I suspect that was when I did not go years between completing stories. Both of the cats have been affectionate and inconvenient. I am telling myself it is not bad to have days like this.
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Frankly I am enjoying these people and this language. I like this writing even when it is not rapid. I just object to feeling as though I have a radio shouting in my ear that I'm self-indulgently taking time I can't afford. I don't know who turned it on and I want to yank it out of the wall.
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*snerk*
Thank you.
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Oh, my God.
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