No really, my brain is fried. I have 7,000 words to write in the next three days and my brain is not cooperating. Nothing new or exciting or noteworthy has happened recently. Unless you count buying new yarn and getting caught dancing to The Jackson Five in the knitting aisle of Joann Fabrics as noteworthy or exciting.
Which, I generally don’t.
Here’s hoping Thanksgiving leftovers and going to bed at an obscenely early time will help get me unstuck.
How do you get unstuck?