In the Void

Not making good word count the last couple of days, and I won't today either. Part of this comes from the fact that I do need to re-outline the remaining few days of my WIP. And I keep putting that off.

I think another part is that I'm suffering a bad case of prognostojection for a few of my stories out there. And there's nothing I can do about that.
hope-despair-hope-despair-hope-despair-hope-despair-hope-despair-hope-despair-hope!

Went to the library (which will be closed next week) to check out books on horse racing, Irish myth, and turn of the centruy fashion. Imogen may be short on money at the moment, but she still has good clothes.

I'll count on research to distract me until the prognostojection cycle ends.