Yesterday was rough. I managed not to do any work after getting home from my dad's doctor appointment and errands we had to run. We walked into a terrorist siege playing out on the TV, which killed any desire to write about fictional crimes while real life ones were playing out in vivid color on the TV.
But that was yesterday.
In an effort not to let those who want to disrupt our lives win, I'm back in the writing office today. There's words that need slinging and I am warmed up and ready. I'll try to stay positive when I send this story off for edits.