Possibly it is also compounded by the fact that, having divided it out, I had a deadline, self-or-outside imposed, every 2.1 weeks for the year of 2006. That might *just* have something to do with the brain dead.
I have to do COYOTE line edits in the first half of next week. I think, however, that besides that, I'm not even going to try to write for the next two weeks. Screw it. My brain needs the down time. I'm going to read, clean the house, do Christmas shopping (oh yay), start going to the gym, and let my poor head recharge. With any luck, I'll start getting the itch to get words on paper again before the year is out, and will make my goals.
-goes to finish loading the dishwasher and read some more of JONATHAN STRANGE-