Yeah. I’ve been absent here a couple of days, and those days saw absolutely zero work done. I’m so far behind on the deadline, I doubt there’ll be catching up at this point. I could say wild dogs broke into my house and carried me off to become one of their own, or that I was kidnapped on election day by an angry republican, or that my excellent writing two days ago somehow broke the barrier between reality and fiction and opened a mystical portal that sucked me into my story and it wasn’t until just this moment that I climbed out, barely alive and with only enough energy left to type this post before succumbing to my death. But, we all know that’s not the truth, and the truth is, well, much less glamorous and I won’t waste your time on petty justifications.
Still, I’m not throwing in the towel on this mega-project. I’m gonna keep moving and we’ll see where I am at the end of this marathon — November 17. I probably won’t meet my goal, but I’ll definitely be farther along than before. So, that’s something.