I've been working. On the novel and on a few stories. I can't seem to really focus but I can give a few minutes or an hour to each piece. I've been doing it every day so it's all getting better.
I feel much better now. It may be the Prozac, it may be inspiration from friends. I don't care what it is, I'm writing and I feel like a living thing again. And I love it; I remember now that I love writing, that's why I started. It's nice to feel it again.
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