The gods, they are against me by Jet Mykles

At least they are at the moment. I thought I’d come back from New Orleans all refreshed and ready to go. Unfortunately, this is not the case.

I came back thinking I’d just recovered from a lingering cough. Perhaps that was true, but immediately on my return, there was a relapse with interest. Since Sunday, I’ve been tackled with a stuffy head, congested chest and body aches. Two things made this even worse than it already is/was. First, because I’d already taken a week off this month and was looking to take another off this upcoming week, I had to go to the EDJ. Was only 3 days and I made it, but it was torture. Second, the SO is sick with the same thing. We probably got each other sick. So now we’re suffering together. Lovely.

So, because of that, I’ve gotten no writing done. Hard to think sexy thoughts when you feel like I feel. *sigh* Is too bad too because — as you might have read in Ally’s post — New Orleans was full of pretty little plot bunnies.

Written by Jet Mykles

Jet is a writer of sexual fantasy with a firm belief that all men are at least partially gay, that vampires are just people with a liquid diet and shapeshifters live on every block.
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