I have hit a wall in literary sense. Unfortunately I didn’t meet my goal in this ROW80 round. A few things had sprouted up, that had my mind pre-occupied. It seem to be in standstill, My muse had taken off somewhere, either moonlighting or possibly kidnapped or being held hostage. But I decided to read a few books. Belgariad Saga by David Eddings.
My sleeping habits are once again sporadic. Keeping odd and random hours. An occasional nap here and there.
Would I participate in ROW80 round four? Oh yes indeed, considering that I haven’t worked on my writing.
On the other news, Autumn had officially arrived, though the warm temperature still lingers. I had scouted for some dried grass, I have found several good patches. But it will take some time for the grass to dry. Roughly several mother-lodes to keep my dog nice and cozy.
As for my writing, it will come back. No need to pull out my hair at wits end.