October and November have passed. A lot of writing has been done, and none of it by me. A lot of my time is currently spent being bloody miserable. An awful lot of my brain is committed to the myriad ways other people can (and in all likelihood will) conspire to screw up the next four months for both my halves.
Bollocks to it. Have a (
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