But the flesh is not only weak, it is extremely odd. I know it will surprise all my readers to find that an author as infallible as I — coughs — could mess up like this, but I went to the party with laptop and WITHOUT the latest file of Witchfinder. It’s having been three weeks, I could not immediately recall how I’d last left our heroes (sigh) and I’d (of course) a hard time getting back into it. But beyond that I was suffering from what I call “sliding on sheet of glass atop story” which happens when I’m still “burned” by the last story.
It’s also possible that a con last weekend and two social engagements this week have thrown this hermit-like author off her (scant as is) balance.
So, I think I’ll do normal posts in the morning and a WF post in the evening, probably the next three days, and finish it. But it won’t happen today.
Yes, yes, I’m dethpicable — however I’m going to bed. I’ll catch you on the morrow.