Have almost finished the first draft of Cut for Stone. I have one scene left to write and I can't think of a thing to say. I know who is in the scene, I know where it takes place, I just don't have a clue what they are going to say. It's almost there but not quite close enough to grab hold of and devour.
It could be the fact that my brain is mush at the moment. I've been writing for about 7 hours non-stop and the grey matter is begging for a nap.
I think some dancing around the house might be in order. Sitting in a chair for hours on end makes me remember that I have rheumatoid arthritis. Time to get the joints working.
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