Well, that was like pulling teeth. I wrote another 256 words tonight, after thinking it'd be impossible to write a single word worth a damn. I honestly thought today was the day I'd have to give up this 100 words a day malarkey, but I somehow pulled it off.

I was still stuck on other projects, so tonight pretty much had to be another writing exercise. This one turned into a piece about a disappointed artist who is stunned to learn his well of inspiration has finally run dry. No, art isn't imitating life at all, is it *cough* The final sentence contains a ray of hope, however ;)

On I go, one day at a time. Here's hoping I can get that pesky Halloween tale done this weekend :)