The Bain of Boone

Yep. I'm here at work, waffling between a headache and a buzz from too much marker use in too short a time. Gad. All I can smell is Boone Pro Dry Erase.

But on the up side, the little buzz makes all the yelling and crying and dirty diapers--and boy, today was a record for #2, I'll tell you what--just kind of fade away. That's not so bad.

In other news, I went to a writer's meeting this weekend and got some recharge in the old battery pack. On the way home I had an epiphany about my novel--the one I almost finished last year until that crisis of conflict in September knocked me over--that is putting me down another path. Of course we all know what that means: rewrites! But I think this plot direction is better, and the conflict was immediate and strong, so I think that's good.

Keep your fingers crossed. Oh, and don't sniff too many Boone's.