Sometimes nothing is something
Barely five minutes of actual writing today. Not my most ‘productive’ time, but I think that might be the point. I thought I had a great idea to continue A Girl and Her Stick, but as I started writing it out it fell pretty flat pretty quickly.
Instead of being a dead-end, though, it spurred me to try some different angles, which might see result. Here’s hoping, anyway.
And now, bed.