Mutter. 1600 words tonight, another chapter finished, and I’ve still got two to go. I’ve stopped for the night, because I don’t feel like writing another two chapters tonight. Gotta start earlier tomorrow.
It’s *raining*. It’s the second of December and it’s five hours past sunset and it’s *raining*. What the *hell*.
In other news, I made a terrible batch of fudge. I’ve never done that before. I’m sending it to work with Shaun tomorrow. (It’s not *that* bad. It’s … adequate.)