Pulling the Threads Together

It’s time to start up on the tale of what it’s like to control puppets:

Wide Awake But Dreaming

I am not going to lie:  I’m dragging this morning.  I was out late last night–something I almost never do–and while there was food and talk, alcohol was involved, which means I was up early and it’s catching up to me this morning.  Like I’ve been caught falling asleep at my computer, and when I get home after making the post I’m probably going to take a nap.

Needless to say, this affects my writing, because it’s hard to write about witchy things when your eyes are closing against your will.  And while I wrote just over seven hundred words–so far–it’s been a struggle.  Maybe there’s a way to fix this . . .

"Other writers say their characters write their novels--okay, time to put my guys to work." “Other writers say their characters write their novels–okay, time to put my guys to work.”

Ah, if only it were that easy.

Anyway, there’s always writing to do in the afternoon, and it was nice to break up the routine…

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