*sniffle*
No new drabble today. I'm on sick leave. I'm hiding under my duvet and waiting for this blasted cold to go away.
Brain is all fuzzy.
Do you sometimes have a chunk in a story that you know doesn't work there, but that you're reluctant to throw out? *sigh* I find throwing things away extremely hard. Must be because my gran brought me up. She couldn't throw stuff away, either. Probably because of WW2 and because she lost her daugher at such a young age. Remarkable, how we are shaped by the past....
*blows nose*
*crawls back under the covers*
Brain is all fuzzy.
Do you sometimes have a chunk in a story that you know doesn't work there, but that you're reluctant to throw out? *sigh* I find throwing things away extremely hard. Must be because my gran brought me up. She couldn't throw stuff away, either. Probably because of WW2 and because she lost her daugher at such a young age. Remarkable, how we are shaped by the past....
*blows nose*
*crawls back under the covers*