Crazy Friday, crazy weekend. Betty Haven's retirement party was Friday night and I got snookered in front of the faculty. Damn. Saturday was Liz Gregg's dissertation party and I got snookered AGAIN in front of faculty. *sigh* Then we went to Uncle E's where I got really, really drunk and couldn't drive home. Man, do I have a problem.
Friday writing was, again, brief, but productive. I just need to keep going on it today. The students are now gone - as witnessed by the incredible filth covering some lawns I walked by - so it's REALLY quiet around here. It'll be interesting to see how much I get done. Cheryl is gone, so there will be even less interruption, not that she does that much. Heck, even Birdie stayed home today.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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