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My Apologies

I don’t have a lot of humor, today. Frankly, I’m struggling. The littles are taking most of my energy, and I don’t have much left for normal things, let alone writing. Which, while it should be normal, hasn’t been. I’ve been trying to write the next chapter all week, and been getting nothing.

Admittedly, it’s a weird chapter. I think it’s supposed to be very cerebral, but I’ll let you know once it’s done. I’m trying to describe a very disjointed series of events. It’s an exercise in Show, Don’t Tell, and I think will be more interesting to read than glossing over with “weird stuff happened.” Unfortunately, between the sheer strangeness of the passage, and the week sans Mrs. Dave, I’m not proving equal to the task. I’ll update this if I can hammer it out in the next bit, but I don’t want to leave you all hanging. My apologies.

  1. Draven #

    *sends you coffee gift cards for Wawa.

    October 22, 2019
  2. Paul (Drak Bibliophile) Howard #

    Take Care.

    October 22, 2019
  3. Happens to all of us. Hang in there, and better luck next week!

    October 22, 2019
  4. That’s perfectly relatable and understandable; this morning was spent chasing baby girl, trying to feed her, then cleaning up the vomit on her and the floor and table from when she decided trying to press her belly against the edge of a table was a great way to stand, then clean myself.

    She’s now asleep, and I will … take a nap or wash dishes.

    October 22, 2019
  5. Mary #

    There is nothing quite like doing something new in a writing arena.

    October 22, 2019
  6. 23 skidoo

    October 23, 2019

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