Allergy season is open. The sagging will and general lethargy hits until about 11:30 PM where a good two hours is spent being uncomfortable until passing out.
Nevertheless, it renders my preferred time to write useless. I'm an evening scribe.
I discovered last year that I am much more productive in the mornings during this time of year.
So, cock-a-doodle-do.
I am not wild about rousing, but I am wild about getting on with this project. If that means getting out of bed then I'm up and around.
Coffee please. Additional coffee.
Might help my more sprite-ly characters this time around, though. Lively as in imbued with life.
I've had enough brooding introspective killers. I want murderers with smiles on their faces and songs in their hearts.
I'm going to put a badge on a couple of them.
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