Day 1,932: Ask For Help

Day 1,932: Ask For Help

Last night was down on the writing. Tonight won’t be. I can’t claim to have any breakthrough in my process except for this: it’s always worth the heartache when the breakthrough finally comes, and I get the write the end. I feel like that flies in...
Day 1,931: Better!

Day 1,931: Better!

Feeling better! I did indeed stay home from work today, but I’ve been fever-free for over twelve hours now. Add in a truly massive nap from around 11am to 4pm and I feel like a new man! If only the feelings about writing were any better… I’m having a...
Day 1,930: Treading Water

Day 1,930: Treading Water

Man…this cold/flu/virus/whatever it is…nothing to trifle with. I woke up at 4am this morning buuurrrrning the eff up. I had to go outside and sit in the cold for a while and take more drugs just to get the fever down. Been a while since that happened to...
Day 1,929: Old Ironside

Day 1,929: Old Ironside

Sheldon Frank wanted to see something beautiful. Beta Beta had long since lost her charms. Craggy peaks of ice like teeth and glittering snow held their share of pleasance, but there was only so long one could look at the same frigid, airless landscape before longing...
Day 1,928: Le Sick

Day 1,928: Le Sick

I think I’m coming down with a cold. Uuuugggghhh. There were several people at work this week with colds. I think one of them passed it over to me. Might even be the dude I sit next to, now that I think about it. It didn’t sound too bad, what they all went...
Day 1,927:

Day 1,927:

Today was a cruising day. I wrote, but not for long. I worked. I came home a little bit early to rest because I was so tired…worked on audition stuff with Panda. Pilot season is ramping up. It’s been a tough week simply in the sense that I’ve been so...