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[owlectomy]

I managed a semi-day-off yesterday, which involved going to Books of Wonder to hang with some YA authors I knew from the internet... then a detour to Queens to retrieve the lovely brown handknit fair-isle hat I had left at a Wendy's the day before... then seeing Fantastic Mr. Fox, which was SO good. And home to revise six more pages before bed.

Still feeling squirrely and anxious about the whole thing, not least because finishing is followed rapidly by submission. I think I will take some time not to think about writing stuff after I turn my draft in. And maybe I'll get myself some wool for a sweater.