Screaming children, painful Christmas music, monkeys hanging from the rafters and flinging - yes - poo. You know. Average day. I spent an hour before work in a coffee shop working on a bible rather than doing anything, you know, objectively useful. Basic plotting and character design work so that I have some concrete things to put into the story when I get to the actual writing. Too much functional, high pressure, work/social/family stuff at the moment, feeling a bit strained and in need of some sit-down-shut-up artistic time. Don't know when that will be. New Years Objective: more words.