I still have a bit of a head cold, but also have no desire to do anything whatsoever. Spent last night reading over aproximately 55,000 words of unfinished novel from 2005 and poking among remnants of other novels on my laptop in the guise of making sure all was backed up. Didn't write anything new.
Sending in line edits for Moonlight Mistress today.
Feel free to tell me that I will feel the urge to write again soon.
I mean, even if I don't feel the urge, I will write again soon, but I'd like some hope, please.
