I’m on the mend. That bug really knocked me for a loop. I’m still a bit shaky, but I can walk around without getting lightheaded. That was weird.
I didn’t, however, let anything as trivial as a fever and headache get in the way of my writing. (Deadline! Deadline! Ping ping ping ping!) I finished the S&S piece I was working on at a ridiculous 9000 words. But, after running it by Matthew, I realized that I do not do my best writing when I’m faintly delirious. So, one re-write later and I’m down to 7500 words and I’ve cut out a whole character. It’s better. Still needs work, but it’s nearly in first draft shape.
The “catharsis” story I’ve got up at Critters right now has received 12 crits so far. Coolness. But I’m hearing repeatedly that readers are finding my ending unsatisfying. Damn damn damn. Will need to re-think it in my re-write. Did I mention “damn”?
Glad to hear you’re feeling better. A healthy Eugie is a happy(er) Eugie. 😉
(Now if I could just follow your example…)
Aren’t you feeling better yet? You need to give your immune system a stern talking to!
Glad you’re feeling better, Eugie. BTW, did you decide what photo you’re going to use?
Thanks. And yeah, I decided on going with the one I liked best initially, the first one. That seemed to be the general consensus.
Sometimes when I’m really sick, writing is exactly what I want to do. However, the product I then generate can be…interesting. Same as late at night, bouncing from too much caffeine–I will feel all creative, and produce only incoherent crap.
I think I do my most imaginative writing late at night on a caffeine buzz, but it’s usually pretty sloppy prose that I have to go back in and clean up. It’s always interesting to see what comes out during different states of consciousness. I really can understand why olden time writers and poets and artists had such alcohol and drug issues. The muse, she needs cajoling.