Okay, my brief foray into going caffeine-free has ended, dismally and with little fanfare.
After three steaming cups of Java last night:
4000 words on my “catharsis” story.
200 words–kicking and screaming and spitting in my face, on the Halloween story.
I’m a better writer as a caffeine addict. Or, at least, a more prolific one. Sigh.
On an up note, I am within 1000 words of finishing a story (not, mind you, the one I have a deadline for), something I have been unable to do in more weeks than I’m comfortable speculating upon.