So maybe that's why I don't write as much as I used to

[crisper]

I was going to write more Rabbit Hole material today but I got laid low in the early afternoon by a terrible headache and it wouldn't go away and finally I just took a ball-peen hammer and split my head open and whattya know out popped a little magical bee-winged faerie-goddess and she said hi I'm the fully formed manifestation of Aggrava the little-known anti-muse of writer's block and now that you have freed me I will grant you one perfect story and to be perfectly honest I was so f'ing mad at having lost the whole afternoon to pain that I just took that ball-peen hammer and pounded that little irritating bug into gooey paste and took a valium and laid down with a hot-pack on the back of my neck for a couple of hours and now I don't feel great exactly but I do feel a little better.

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For consideration: the things pain makes us do