Away in the Ow Galaxy
Captain Bleh and his steadfast Ache-onauts still struggle against the forces of sickness and will-sapping malaise. 5 hours of dreamless, fitful sleep …
Captain Bleh and his steadfast Ache-onauts still struggle against the forces of sickness and will-sapping malaise. 5 hours of dreamless, fitful sleep …
SO here’s the deal. I’m not stuck, blocked,, stymied, bolloxed, or otherwise prevented from writing. I just don’t feel like it. In …
That the laundry room will be open when you have to battle through cobwebs to get down the stairs. Ick. In other …
of things that hurt way more than they should, please place my shoulder. Which I can barely move without dull, burning pain …
I have determined the source of the MASSIVE, UNENDING PAIN in my neck and shoulder to be a combination of the forced …
Back to bed, read another 80 pages of Saberhagen, and then fell into blessed sleep. Four hours later, I’m up, showered, and …
It’s a damn good thing that my “job” these days is to write, and look for a job. I fought against getting …
Who would have thought? And I even forced myself to bed at 12:30, purposely avoiding any attempt at writing or outlining B.2 …
A slightly longer than intended bout of writing last night took me deep into C 19, the largest and most involved section …
It’s 3 AM, go figure. Last night, I pushed on from my success with Chapter 10 all the way to the end …