November 29, 2010
So, I’m feeling a little like if you drilled a hole in my skull, my brain would leak out. It would look like a McDonald’s chocolate milkshake. I’m in the homestretch, I’ve written 10,000 words in 5 days (I usually write that much in two weeks…), and I don’t want to do anything but finish this damned thing. I haven’t put up holiday decorations yet. I have piles of junk waiting to be cleaned up. I want to knit. I want to shop. But my brain. It is mush.
There’s only one thing for it. Go on, sing with me. . .