Sunday, November 20, 2011
No progress on the fiction front
The low grade cold that's being passed around everyone at work and at the schools - where my wife works - finally blew up on me Friday, and I really got sick. I got a sore throat and really bad congestion. I worked very sick Saturday, and slept almost 12 hours Saturday night, but the combination of rest, Diabetic Tussin, cough drops, nasal spray seems to have driven the cold back a lot, and I'm feeling better. Needless to say, no fiction writing accomplished.
To my many friends who know me as a science fiction and fantasy writer, this is what I do for a living. This is called a newspaper. It m...