I've been too busy and brain-fried to do any writing. I've been heading into work early and leaving late. Then dinner and vegging out – on the internet, chatting, watching the Mets, etc. But too tired to write.
The Muse is apparently not amused.
For the past few nights I've been having vivid, vivid dreams, complete with turning points and twists. Last night, or should I say this morning's, dream involved the actress who plays Emma in Once Upon a Time. It involved changing a turning point in time and what it does to the characters in this little drama. And a ferret named Moxie.
Emma and her friend, an older man who's a teacher, are no longer friends, she's got a new romance and Moxie doesn't know her anymore. When Moxie bites her and runs, that's when I woke up.
I cannot wait until next week, when I can write again. (That's when work settles down. A little.)