One by one they drive me crazy…

Wherein Sara babbles, at great length, about the writing projects currently burning holes in her brain. In other words, none of it will make any sense to anyone but me, and even I probably won’t understand any of it either. … … … There are times I sit and stare at the projects sitting in my writing folder and find myself wondering what the hell all these code names mean. So many of them have… Keep reading…One by one they drive me crazy…

Get used to looking up…

I’ve had a headache since Thursday night. I’d very much appreciate it if Bob would drill a hole in the side of my head to release some pressure, but he refuses to do it. Whatever, dude. What. Ever. It was probably a bit overly ambitious of me to start three new writing projects in the span of a week, but I’ve written a collective 24,000 words on those three projects so shut-up. Sure that means… Keep reading…Get used to looking up…