The weekend was a wash. I was flattened by the worst vertigo in a couple years, and horrible icepick migraines along with the regular kind. I accomplished moving myself from the bed to the couch. Nothing on HTWAS. Nothing on Corrigan’s Blood. Nothing on recording the song. Just. Nothing.
Today, both migraines and vertigo continue. It’s a weekday, I have a deadline, I’m going to give this my best shot.
STARTING WORDCOUNT: 62,535
STARTING SCENE: Momentum.
Figured out a way to twist my neat twist from last week, and worked in a character I needed to get back into the picture in the process.
TOTAL WORDS: 64,252
SCENE: Bad Help (replaces Curiouser and Curiouser)
I’m still able to sit up, so I’m going to go pay affiliates and other folks (bills, yay!).
And then prep for a meeting this afternoon. As queasy as I am, I’m hoping I’ll hold out until after it’s done.