January 9, 2008

Well, today I learned there is such a thing as 'too sick to write.' Or nearly, anyway. I woke feeling like a truck had run over me in my sleep, and barely progressed from that state all day long. I kept at it, though, because I also found that I felt better -- or at least stopped thinking about how I felt -- when I was attempting to write than just sitting back doing nothing. My own little version of mind over matter. And somehow, I made progress with the book.