Time for coffee
and a break from writing fiction. Masquerade 19 is coming along nicely. What I should do is write up some of the scenes I got in my head last night, the ones that kept me awake until five (this despite my antidepressant and Lortabs). I am very much afraid that this particular story is going to go longer than my usual 23 chapters. Much longer. The toe isn’t giving me the jips right now, for which I’m grateful. The…