I was in the mood to write today, really. Woke up, eager to go. But, by the time I got Drew to work, a few chores done around my home, and sat down to write, I had managed to earn a wicked headache. Here we are, hours later, and yeah -- I did get a bit written. About 3500 words, but the most important scene won't spill out on paper. Dammit. I'll try again tomorrow, I guess.