I woke up at 4am and couldn't get back to sleep for around three hours. Then just when I was about to give up hope and eat breakfast, I fell asleep. I discovered that I like my pillows in odd positions when I sleep. They have to be positioned at an angle. It's quite bizarre. One would think that I'd cozy up to the pillow in its normal position, considering that's how I make my bed, but I just can't. Oh well.
The wrimore story is going pretty well, although I've hit a tough spot at the moment. I know I have only 7500 words to go, and now I just have to get into the plot. This also happens to be the hard part.
But I have a headache at the moment, so I'll probably write until I get to 5000 words or so and then curl up in a porcupine ball minus the quills.
I've been pushing myself to write. This is unusual since it normally doesn't come this hard, but lately I've had to motivate myself to do anything. I'm really coming down with cabin fever. I just need a change. The next month can't go by quickly enough.