thene | good few days:

I got a run in both yesterday and today, finished my crackfic yesterday, wrote 500 words of d. today which is an 'I'm not ded' amount and even better it was PLOT (because why yes I have thus far written almost 15k with very few incursions of plot.) And Fly recorded about fifteen minutes of a (so she says) failtastic bonfire party and let me listen to all the rockets and little explosions. It's that weird radio-drama feeling of a physical environment totally divorced from your sonic one.

So I'm not doing everything I need to be doing but at least I am, finally, doing something again. Could be worse.