imaginarycircus

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I didn't write at all yesterday. It always feels so weird when I take a day off. I get really anxious. I woke up feeling like something Wooster cat had been batting around and had maybe dropped into the toilet. I have no idea why either. I finally managed to get out of bed and take a shower. I walked to my coffee shop around 3pm. I almost turned back and went home because I was so light headed and queasy. I kept going though and I did work. I seem to feel OK now, but we'll see how the walk home goes.

We're headed to NYC on May 16. I'm hoping that I have a draft of this novel I can hand off that weekend. I have to finish this draft and then try and wrangle it into shape and polish it up a bit. I'm worried it is a bit overambitious. If I can get a second draft to my readers in the next two weeks, I think it might be OK. I really don't want to hand off a novel that no one else has looked over for giant inane mistakes.

Also I've been reading Freud. What a tool.