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Sick and Anxious

I can't kick this cold. It's not the worst I've ever had, but it's annoyingly persistent. Drainage in the morning and drainage at night. I took some Benadryl last night hoping it would help. I think the only thing it really helped with was knocking me out. I don't remember much after I turned out the lights. Unfortunately, I don't think it had an impact on the ole cold.

Sigh.

In other news, I'm still waiting to hear back from my first round of readers/critiquers (is that even a word?). I know the book is quite lengthy, so I shouldn't expect feedback anytime soon. That said, you know I'm anxiously awaiting their reactions and comments.

I should probably distract myself by working on something new. The problem is...I'm feeling uninspired at the moment. I'm blaming that on the cold from hell, too, just so we're clear. Although, if I'm really honest, I'd probably admit I'm not too keen on trying to start another creative endeavor when my class starts tonight. Until I can assess the amount of time and effort I'm going to need to pour into this course, I'm hesitant to start something new. Is that lame or what?

And here's another bit of honesty for you: I may be a bit burned out on schooling in general right now. I keep telling myself...just 9 more classes, just 9 more classes.

Gosh, I am such a whiner.

Comments

  1. if you are looking for something to write that you don't have to think about too much, find a prompt and write a short story. Not really trying to promote myself here, there are lots of places to find good writing prompts. I find that to be very therapeutic,when I am looking for something to write but not very inspired. Good luck with the cold I am just getting over mine.

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  2. Anonymous7:08 PM

    I haven't started yet. Jason has been in cleaning mode. Hopefully I can start it tonight.

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