no writing. i can feel it in my head.
(addendum: and then, by some lovely twist of fate, i found myself with a blissful two hours tonight. 1800 words of this month’s write 1 sub 1, and i finally found the voice.
well, it’s working so far. though: after months of all the short fiction coming out in first person, we are back to third. almost like a cycle, yet the story should determine the voice . . . unless the cycle is determining the story?)