This has been one of the worst writing days I've had in a long time.
Not only did I accomplish almost nothing from eight in the morning to midnight today, but my failing, flailing, ailing attempts at getting some writing done led me to neglect all homework, until now. (As I write this it's just past midnight. Hence the "things not to do" label on this post.)
But that's okay, because I just had a....
And let me tell you, this is a plot problem my subconscious has been working on for a LONG. TIME.
A long time.
And now I'm wondering if I had such a bad writing day because my brain was finally finishing up with that idea. Is that possible???
In any case, I am HYPER. (Poor Tyler-Rose...I think I woke her up when I knocked on her door to tell her this...) I have no idea how I'm supposed to focus on translating Cicero at this point, but I am going to try!