So, did I dump it out and eschew my caffeine fix for the day? Of course not. I drank vile coffee. And I drank it fast so I wouldn't have to taste it. *twitch* Suffice it to say, this whole "weaning" off the caffeine isn't working.
In better news, lo and behold, it is no longer Monday, and voila, my program ran. 'Course it didn't give me the output I expected it to, but it wasn't fiery shrapnel winging through the air anymore. Progress.
Haven't written any new words in several days. Have the urge to pummel my muse with a two-by-four for being such a flighty strumpet! No, wait, I didn't mean that. Nice musie, sweet musie.
The Chinese zombie/afterlife concept is on hold until I can come up with a decent plot. I've got a vague idea for a high fantasyish/virtual reality fusion piece, sort of a cyberpunk meets Legend story. I'm giving it some time to percolate in my little head, and then I'll see if I can scribble out an outline or synopsis. What I've got is too complicated and disjointed for me to just start on without more prep.
In the mail:
Form "didn't work for me" from Alchemy and
"This story is actually too similar to one I've already published" from Challenging Destiny. Sigh. At least it was a personalized note.