Jetlag Blues
Music I'm listening to: Actually, none. A Star Trek: Next Gen episode on the tube. The one where Worf has to be Keiko's midwife. Earlier today, though, I opened the new Dixie Chicks CD. Excellent stuff.
So, four days back in the right time zone, three days back home, and still feeling like a zombie. When we weren't able to sleep through the first few nights at home, DH and I took half a Xanax each to get back on schedule. Went to bed last night at 10:45 p.m. Woke up at 12: 45 p.m. this afternoon, and could still barely rub two thoughts together. Ugh.
I've run across this amusing (and snarky) blog for writers, complete with hilarious instructions for writing a romance novel: Mr. Writing Person.
So, four days back in the right time zone, three days back home, and still feeling like a zombie. When we weren't able to sleep through the first few nights at home, DH and I took half a Xanax each to get back on schedule. Went to bed last night at 10:45 p.m. Woke up at 12: 45 p.m. this afternoon, and could still barely rub two thoughts together. Ugh.
I've run across this amusing (and snarky) blog for writers, complete with hilarious instructions for writing a romance novel: Mr. Writing Person.
posted by Katey Coffing, Ph.D. | 8:10 PM
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