It's raining and damp but extraordinarily beautiful as only a May day can be. I just got done with a writing meeting which always gives me hope for going home and finishing the novel, which is now a distended 85 pages or so. I never write well when it rains, I'm such a product of my environment.
There's been a bit of magic around me again. It's been a very creative time, and with that comes the polarity of creation.

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