Wednesday, Fucked-up sleep schedule

Once again, I have not written a Weird Writer Wednesday in advance. I may be writing it today. I depends on how much I will be melting in my office.

The heat's destroyed my appetite, and I need to maintain tempting-yet-healthy victuals or suffer the consequences.

I may yet have to entreat my lovelies to look after me.

My agenda this morning is to edit the Promptcast thing first. Daily tale and Weird Writer Wednesday whenever I can summon the spoons.

I've been napping during the heat of the day. Or when my feet decide to hate me and need to be lifted. It's made the week kind of drag a bit, but I do have slightly more energy for the writing.

Just... nothing resembling a regular schedule.

I'll get there. Just... at a weird pace.