Though today is a holiday I have to go and work: I’m actually supposed to be there in a little more than an hour. And I don’t feel like going. I’m still getting over whatever it is started coming on Thursday evening and my head is all fuzzy from medication I’ve been taking. All this so few days from now I’m not a complete mess while in in Washington D. C. For the Women’s March on Washington.
Not even sure how long I’ll have to work today. It’s likely I’ll be done by noon, and if that’s the case, I’ll come home take a nice long nap. If I don’t do it at my computer first.
The scene I’m currently working on has suddenly become the longest in the novel. Last night I took it just up…
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