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Not Well; Not Well at All…

Dead Dinosaur

Okay, it’s time to call in the doctors. Or maybe the coroner. I’ll even entertain a motion to get a shot or two. Man, this illness has really put me down! I hate being miserable. Nothing tastes good. Food doesn’t taste at all, hardly. some of the medicine’s got flavor, if you can call the ability to chemically burn the roof of your mouth ‘flavor.’

What bothers me the most, however, is the complete inability to sit at the keyboard and crank out words for my novel. NaNoWriMo is quickly leaving me behind, and my measly 3,000 words to this point Simply Won’t Do. The monitors swim before me, and the keys are clearly scrambled. (This post alone took me an hour to write. Sheesh.)

Back to bed with me. Woe is me, woe is all over me…

Digging Through the Ol’ Pharmacy, Looking For a Miracle…

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