Can writers allow themselves to miss a day when they’re under the weather? I didn’t feel too hot yesterday. I had a sore throat and was a bit groggy. Last night I barely slept as I went from hot to cold and my throat became sandpaper brushing a metal rasp. So today I called in sick to the day job. One, I could barely talk and my job involves talking A LOT. Two, after three years of COVID-19 paranoia no one wants a sick coworker showing up for their shift. That meant I had the… Read Article →
