Slow day. Tired, mildly headachey. I took a nap for about an hour, but it didn’t help. Still, getting a few things done here and there. Just not as much as I’d like, or with the enthusiasm that I’d like.

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Neil Gaiman said this in his journal recently, and it really struck me as a truth about writing:

“I don't think I'll actually use the scene I wrote today. But I needed to write it in order to know I wouldn't use it, if you see what I mean.”

I do see.

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Still have a headache. Went over one ms., took a bath, ate comfort food, and watched two eps of “24”. At least one more ep tonight, I suspect.

I really wish this headache would go away. I have stuff to do that requires thought.