Mad Monday

Kage Baker would have rolled her eyes, flapped her hands and written off today. It’s been a bitch.

I have a head ache, a stomach ache, fever chills and cramps in all my arms and legs. I have no idea what the matter is, but I feel like road kill looks. Bizarre accidents have been plaguing me – the foam on my headphones shredded away in my hands like a bad special effect, I mixed up knit and pearl stitches in a stockinette pattern, I can’t write. The East Coast is washing away and the new broadcasts are horrific.

I want to sit quietly and craft prose like tiny little jewel-encrusted toys, but all I can produce is lumpy macaroni necklaces.

Tomorrow will be better. At least it will be different. The Halloween candy is in definite jeopardy …

Gonna go read a Stephen King novel, and take comfort in the fact that there are no vampires in my basement. See ya later, Dear Readers.