Wednesday & Thursday & Etc.
Wednesday night I left for the library. It was exciting, since it had been over a week since I had written. Fifteen minutes later I was violently ill. I packed up my writing, and destroyed not only a scholar’s restroom, and my current streak of public decency.
I went home, drank a glass of water, took a baby-doll’s handful of aspirin and sat down to write. I had lost over a week to illness, and I would be good-and-damned if I was going to lose another minute.
I stayed up late. The chapter is almost done.
Thursday I did nothing but work on The Card Game. Blueberry Jones has been knocking out art left and right, and the time of Table-Top-Testing quickly approaches.