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Sick Days

Expectations of a sick day: I could finally finish the two books I planned on having finished last week. I could work ahead on the actual story and figure out the two main characters. I could post on this site about the things I’d learned. I could, in general, get ahead on my work.

Realities of a sick day: The sick day turned into a sick four days. I much preferred to curl up on the couch and stare at the tv than try to make sense of the written word. The draw of family and friends, especially those hours away, was much stronger than the weight of work. My brain, in short, did not want to think.

I suppose this counts as one of the “bad days” of writing. Thank you, streptococcal sore throat, for ruining my plans. At least you may show up in my story one day.


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