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🤨 Why is it that when my schedule is packed packed packed, my brain is suddenly screaming about all the original fiction it wants to write?
Dollars to doughnuts it loses this urgency the next moment I *can* focus on fiction, both to fill up more submission queues and to plot the next novel to write in the hope of better luck with an agent and press. (*Not* SFF, possibly! The mind is percolating something else.)
But for now, this fool noggin needs to jump in the lake. 🙃