This Is Why I Don’t Go To Write-Ins

My writer’s group and I had a wonderful write-in yesterday. We wrote in the park. We moved to the library.  We ate delicious Chinese food and ended up in the backyard of the Wombat Lair.  I felt like I accomplished a lot in terms of organization and brainstorming, if not actually words on paper.  But when I came home, this is what greeted me.

It’s to my credit that I didn’t faint.  But I know what I’m doing this fine Saturday morning, and it involves a vacuum. And then more editing! I’m on a roll.

Happy day, everyone!

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