Couldn’t sleep. But the fun thing about insomnia is everything seems 150% funnier and gooder (that’s a word now. I just decided). I just started a scene and laughed uproariously at a stupid little porny rhyme I wrote in it and I just KNOW I’m going to think it’s totally juvenile and unusable in the morning. Morning Chloe’s such a goddamn stick in the mud.
If it seems like I’ve been really quiet lately, it’s because I’m doing NaNoWriMo. Because reasons, I wasn’t able to write much of anything during the first 5 days of November, and I’m still trying to catch up. Luckily, my wife has all our cats to keep her company. :\