The only remaining sign that I was sick for two weeks is the amount of weight I lost.
I'm all better.
Writing progress has been made as well! Not while I was sick, but this morning anyways.
My short story, LIGHT IN THE DARK, is finally moving again. I'll finish it up today for sure. I know I'm in groove as I am procrastinating while mulling over this one sentence.
Figured out that sentence, and the next paragraph. I missed this! I really missed just getting lost in the writing. Feels like it's been forever.
Anything funny ever happen because you were lost in your writing?