Clarion Write-a-thon Week 5 – half dead, got there.

I am sick. Very very sick. Horrible flu thing after a week of nursing my feverish, cranky, exhausted children. Still wrote my words.

The whole point of doing the write-a-thon again this year was to train myself (again) to keep writing steadily, no matter what, like I have to when there’s a publisher deadline looming on the horizon. This week was less hard at the beginning because even if sick children can’t go to daycare or school, they mostly lie wanly on the couch and watch movies, which fits in rather better with me typing than does the usual runaround of afterschool activities.

But I still had 2000 words to go, and the last two days saw me an utter wreck, barely able to keep my eyes open. Much though I would have liked to spend those days lying in bed, coughing faintly and being brought regular cups of tea, I still had to pull my big girl pyjamas on and supervise the feeling-much-better-bouncing-off-the-walls children, so I might as well write at the same time, right?

Gahhhhhhh.

All I can hope is that my old theory that words written while doped up on cold and flu pills are the best words.

I am not posting a sample this week, just in case this is not true. I must preserve my illusions.

Glad to hear that the #raivanswed wedding went so well last night, and trended on Twitter. Because Nick and Amanda are awesome, and they deserved a fabulous night, and a cake that Rickrolled their guests. Terri, who made the cake, is also awesome.