huh, wuh?

I've had my Merlin fic open in front of me pretty much all day and managed to write maybe fifty words. And that's a generous estimate. It's the last section, the home stretch as it were, but I seem to have developed some sort of mental writer's cramp. I know what I want to do, I just can't do it. I did, however, fine tune what I already had, to make it fall more in line with what I want. So that's something, I guess.

( My long and boring day, with some sports and entertainment thrown in for good measure )

And now it's midnight, I should go to bed so that I can let Tookie poke at me in a prone position.