Bleaaargh.
I am sick. Quite, quite sick. Aches, pains, feverishness, headache, shallow cough. I am about to go back to bed.
Last night's House was lame and contrived. Alas.
Despite all the lovely prompts I've been given, I still haven't been able to get my brain to cooperate when it comes to writing new stuff, sorry. However, I found some unpublished House and Wilson banter on my HD and posted it here in response to mistraltoes's prompt. It's something, I guess.
Now back to bed. With nothing to read. Woe!
Last night's House was lame and contrived. Alas.
Despite all the lovely prompts I've been given, I still haven't been able to get my brain to cooperate when it comes to writing new stuff, sorry. However, I found some unpublished House and Wilson banter on my HD and posted it here in response to mistraltoes's prompt. It's something, I guess.
Now back to bed. With nothing to read. Woe!