Yeah, gin is probably not the healthiest way to deal with writerly frustrations, but it seemed like a good idea at the time. And considering what alcohol does to my system (my GI tract is in full rebellion today), it's not like I don't pay for my mild excesses--very mild even, I had one drink. I'm such a lightweight.
But hey, it worked!
700 words on a new Japanese Fantasy: "Birds of White Rhythm."
It seems that after I made peace with the notion of not working on either the novel or the folktale, my muse relented. I even managed to come up with an appropriate title right off the bat.
Or, I suppose it could've been the gin.
Club 100 For Writers
After a couple days of not-writer's-block I'm back to 1 again. Sigh.