View from the Mousehole

up hill circling the drain

Got up this morning and felt worse than I did yesterday.. I could barely move and I hurt sooo bad. I felt like I had been out on a week's bender.
Bill luckily had some of his special tea otherwise I would have been in that state all day.

Terry is doing better every day. I didn't expect it but David paid me for helping out with her. That was definitely cool.

I've been running up hill and circling the drain at the same time. I got a bunch of notes written on a few different stories lately but nothing concrete. At least very few of the notes are for new stories. I found a couple more of the old stories though and all of them are clamoring to get worked on. Meanwhile my muse is sitting in a lawn chair with a margarita waiting for spring or something. I think he waits until I'm asleep then pokes at me through my dreams because I have hundreds of ideas in that moment between wake and sleep. By the time I get a pen and paper though it is all nonsense.

I don't know. Lately I'm not getting anything done and the rest of the house wants to pile more on top of me.

I may write more later............