dawn of a new day

Finally, she lets me rest. Not too much creativity this time, she wanted me to finish setting things up. Got all the little stories I've been working on posted and will try to find time to continue them. My first task is my book, though, all else must bow to the times she has words from Zach. She demands more of me but I've finally convinced her, for now, that no matter how she enreats, or threatens or entices, when I'm this tired the waters don't flow.