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Sometimes the bear gets you

Don’t come around early tomorrow expecting the next chapter in the ongoing struggle of good vs. verbosity. A combination of lack of sleep the past several days and the election (the two aren’t related) got under my skin and kept me from much in the way of novel output tonight. I’ll have seven to eight hundred words more than I did yesterday, but certainly no second chapter.

I’ll catch up. Or I’ll go down in flames. Either will provide an array of topics to blog on. Silver linings, folks. You gotta look for them.