What is it about vacation that makes a normal person think that it's okay to try to exist on less than five hours of sleep a night? Do we really think we have to pack every free moment full of all the things we don't get to do when we're working eight hours a day?
Alas, vacation is over and now I'm having to get through eight hour workdays again without nodding off.
On the upside, the WIP is moving along nicely. My hero just got beat up--comfort schmoop coming! Well, after he works through the discovery that Iris can actually feel his pain--literally.
Still no word from the editor on Rose's story. I'm beginning to feel like a red-headed stepchild.