“I do not want to work today,”
…said little Peggy Ann McKay.
I have 200 pages to go on this manuscript. I’m about 7 pages from the most aughful moment in it, a scene which I quite love. Once I’m done, I can go forth into what is looking like it’ll turn out to be a beautiful day, and spend the afternoon listening to trad, bluegrass and banjo music, because there’s a festival here this weekend. I’m going to take my camera. I haven’t done any photography in ages, and it sounds great. All I have to do is finish up this first revision pass, but I just don’t want to go to work.
Pplbllbt.
(x-posted from the essential kit)