Well, not so much slow, as quiet. I've been working steadily all day, and have managed to keep my head above water for the most part. Right now I'm in 296, working on the book and enjoying VERY much the lack of interruptions and the ever present drone of the massive fan just outside the door. Because this is the oldest part of the building, the gym across the hall has no AC so when it gets really hot like it has this summer, they just turn a fan on for a few weeks 24/7. I wonder why the place hasn't burned down already? And, what are the employees supposed to do if a University building burns down? Huh. Scary thought.
My head is full of thoughts right now, zinging around in my brain, wandering off to get lost, colliding with other thoughts and either exploding or mushing together in a paisley film, or just crowding up to my skull and pounding to be let out, be attended to, be heard.
Yeah, I'm having an allergy day and feeling royally stoned.
Now is the season of REALLY COOL STUFF going on that we'll miss because we'll be at the HOUSE.
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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Here's hoping some of those exploding thoughts made it onto paper (or into memory other than your own). I need to get back to work and push through this stuck point. Must finish chapter!
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