Sunday morning. 4 a.m. My stupid STUPID cold (yes, I'm SICK again - I think I am now dealing with the virus that my daughter had) woke me up. I couldn't get back to sleep.
So what do I do?
Turn up the heat, shuffle downstairs, and plop in front of the computer again to take one last look at my novel.
For two hours.
I had a few things I wanted to add, then I went back to bed a little after 6 a.m.
But you know what? The novel is done. The synopsis is done.
And my brain is done, too!
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