Something for the Weakened

Seven out of Thirty

Saturday, November 7th, 2009 by

Terrible couple of days. Boozing last night led to a complete lack of work today. Combination of hang over, depression, massive lack of inspiration and uncertainty about directions have led to my spending most of the day staring into space and failing to write a word. Am now about four thousand words behind. If nothing comes out tomorrow, I fear I will have to abort. Which is a bit shit.

Contact icon remains fucked. Well wishers may wish well by addressing writings to theweakened at gmail dot com.

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