Ok, that basically sucked. I went downstairs to get some actual work done for a few minutes — 45 minutes or so? Maybe not that long — and my back really thought poorly of sitting for that many minutes in a row. Sigh.
Had an idea for a screenplay, last night. ‘course, I gotta finish MD first. And rewrite US. And possibly try to write a YA novel for that contest Sarah mentioned.
But no pressure, y’know? No pressure….