She Isn't Alone
Oh now really. This is beginning to get on my nerves. My Writer has been having far too many problems with her sleeping and her medications and whatnot, and its getting in the way of the words I'm trying to give her. There's a block in her mind, the words are traveling and getting there, but each time she goes for days without breaking it open, the day she finally does they fall upon her like a blizzard. Tuesday she wrote furiously, getting 6.9K in one span of waking hours. But the few ones before and the one after my words have only been able to trickle through a small window in that block. Yes, she has magnificently validated me by reaching the 25K NaNoWriMo before the midpoint of November, but that isn't what I want.