Sleeping baby


One of the stranger aspects of this blog is that when I’ve got tons to comment on about a story, that basically means that I’ve got zero time to post on here because I’ve got to write.   I could regale you with such tales right now about how I’m completely freaking out, how I’ve dumped the storyline I originally had and substituted a free flowing time frame for reasons that are somewhat beyond me at this point.  How as late as this afternoon I was still deciding on my plot.  I could talk about how I’m currently debating between slogging through another few thousand words or getting some sleep and getting up early to try to leave myself a manageable amount left to write tomorrow night.  I could go on and on about these things but I can’t.  I’ve got to go write.  Or go sleep.  Wish me luck.