Friday Forays in Fiction: Using Common Stuff

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Been sick the last several days so words are trickling slower than my nose. Hense the lazy LOLcat headers that head little to nothing. Hoped to conserve my words for NaNo but mostly consigned the extra time to sleeping or trying to. Being sick reminded me of that quote from Virginia Woolf's essay "On Being Ill" I posted yesterday and while preparing that post I took her musing about how odd it is, considering how common it is, that illness does not have a place equal to love, battle and so forth in literature, to heart and decided to incorporate some illness into my NaNo to make use of the rich vein of intimate detail now available to me. Since it is so hard to think of anything else with sneezes building up like Old Faithful's geyser behind my eyes, I might as well mine it for all its worth.

Could go on...but still conserving the wordage for NaNo.