Why you’re not seeing anything new here: because frankly, I feel like I’ve been beaten with a large stick. Lack of quality sleep is draining my will to live, and my will to write along with it.
OK, that’s a little overly dramatic, but I’m really not at the top of my game these days. It’s really hard to think in any sort of useful way, which makes writing an even bigger exercise in futility than usual. As much as I hate this kind of placeholder post, I feel like I owe the two of you who bother to check in on me here an explanation.