Good grief, it’s awesome. Awesome like it’s never been before. I am steam-rolling through pages and pages of writing. I keep recalculating my word limit and, I am not joking on this one, I’ll be done before the end of the month. I just am. There is nothing stopping me now, this Muse has woken up from hyper-sleep and we obviously have a lot to catch up with. Of course he is male and is sitting on my left shoulder and, if you must know, looks a little like Christian Bale. No, actually he looks a lot like Christian Bale, minus the swearing. But then, it can’t really be him, can it?