Literally, in the fog. I love fog. It reminds me of The Fog by Stephen King. And spooky stuff. Vampires, and things that go bump in the night. I’m writing about being in the Costa Rican rainforest right now, hot, muggy, buggy, but if I wasn’t, I’d slip into one of my vampire novels instead. 🙂
See what happens when I have a window to look out while I’m writing? I have fog on the brain. Literally.
My writing is really clear. At least, I think it is. Over halfway done with writing Jaguar Pride and I’ve got to get my head out of the fog and write. Seriously!
Do you like foggy days? If you don’t have to drive in it???
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