My paper cuts keeps reopening. Not a problem until I got blood on the keyboard. Annoying. I didn’t want to go upstairs for a bandaid. I didn’t want to wander into the kitchen to get the wipes.
I was almost in the zone, ready to tackle the middle of my first draft. Much revision will be required to make it into something tight and readable.
Sigh. Back to the battle. But I’d like to point out–I’m bleeding for my craft.
Yeah. You’re right. That does deserves an eyeroll.