I have news, but I can't announce it yet. So I'm just going to tell you I have news and let you stew on it.
IF I MUST SUFFER SO MUST YOU!
Anyway, yesterday was a perfectly (not) normal day. I went to work. I tried to stay awake (I've been needing more sleep than usual these days. It's probably still grief over the election results. I know I'm not American, but I'm concerned for the country and its impact on the world). I did things. I went home.
Nothing unusual at all.
So I'm being facetious. Yesterday wasn't really that spectacular. It's just like what I said. I went to work. I worked. I went home.
Writing has not been happening, despite my earlier statement about NaNoWriMo and getting this manuscript finished. I'm finding it really tough to bully my way through my current inability to write. I only have some thirty thousand words left to go. I could finish it this year.
But I'm struggling.
Yesterday, for example, I stared at a blank screen for a solid hour before I gave up.
Things aren't looking up today, but I'll try again.
That's all we can do, right? Try?