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Hey dudes, just a quick update. I promise I'm not dead and I promise that neither is Lacrimosa. I am, however, nearing the point where "pregnant" becomes "very pregnant" and with that comes quite a bit of exhaustion and a general feeling of not being 100 percent. Throw into that the fact that it's summer (and therefore my creative muses are being beguiled away by the sun and surf) and I'm leaving for another vacation on the 2nd, and you've got a recipe for unmotivation. I've opened up my word docs a few times and attempted to add some more to what I've got but I'm not going to force it because then it'll just be shit and nobody wants to read shit, right? I know I don't. Don't want to write it, either.
So. To sum it up: Lacrimosa is not one of those WIPs that will languish, Liz is tired and cranky, summer is a beautiful bastard and fresh lemonade is delicious.
So. To sum it up: Lacrimosa is not one of those WIPs that will languish, Liz is tired and cranky, summer is a beautiful bastard and fresh lemonade is delicious.