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14 Oct

Not Tonight, Dears. I Have A Headache.

I’m blocked, in that writerly way. I’m exhausted from weekend in Boston, I’m exhausted from the visit with Svetlana today, I’m exhausted in advance of a few days of the husband working long hours again. I’m not unhappy, but I’m tired, and my head is full. And kind of achey. But mostly full.

So I’m just going to take half an Ativan, watch the Canadian election results and go to sleep and cross my fingers for the muse to return tomorrow.


He is (and she is) already here, of course; I just need to be rested to draw from their magic.

In the meantime, go read this. It’s important.

(Am closing comments again. Am sorry. It’s just, I read all the comments and right now I need to get sleep instead of clicking compulsively through comments and, also, I don’t want anybody to feel that they have to reassure me about not posting anything of substance and about choosing sleep over blogging and you can see how I overthink these things. Sorry. I’ll be up for conversation again soon, I promise.)

(Goddam Blogger won’t let me post this. FAIL.)