Okay, so how does it happen that some days are truly wonderful and others I feel dead in the water. Yesterday I went to a memorial service for a friend and I haven't been able to feel perky since. I'm writing a novel and supposed to be sending a partial to an editor tomorrow, and I feel a huge case of BLAH. Add in a contest deadline also due tomorrow and all I want to do is go to bed and pull the covers over my head. And it's finally summer, so I shouldn't have an excuse. Here's hoping I get up tomorrow full of juice and ready to put the final touches on my submissions.