wtf?

Just before I woke up this morning, I dreamed that I was told, authoritatively and definitively, that cicadas are a type of squirrel.

bookkeeping

1,680 words in Chapter 9 of emperor thus far.

Stopping because stuck.

Stuck because I have no idea how to wangle my plot MacGuffin.

*snarl*

disfavor

Finally finished reading The Revengers Tragedy today. Am now trying to figure out what to say about it and at how great a length. Jacobean chapter is already 75 pages long, and I fear it. Don't want to say anything about The Revengers Tragedy, really. Want to sit and marvel at it and bask in its morbid glory.

It's also really making me want to watch Sleepy Hollow again; I'm not quite sure why.

Weather not as hot as yesterday, but still pretty vile.

In terrible mood for no reason. Fidgety and bored. Goddammit, why can't this fucking thing write itself without my help?