This week can die in a fire

I don’t think I can say anything good about this week.  Bad news on top of bad news, and the cherry on the top is that I woke up this morning with a cold.

I did write yesterday, to the tune of 1,200 words.  I don’t know if I’m going to get it together enough today to actually write, though.  My brain feels like it’s stuffed full of cotton wool.

Mirrored from Stephanie Gunn.