~Walked back onto campus after break, and promptly came down with a cold before having so much as said hello to anyone.
~Slept through Monday classes.
~Stared at chapter 26 of the State of Grace rewrite for several hours straight. Managed to string together a few hundred words before feeling utterly stuck.
~Panicked over two conflicting syllabuses, one of which stated I was supposed to lead a discussion on Tuesday for a book I hadn't read.
~Tuesday's class: canceled! Breathed sigh of relief, somewhat impeded by heavy congestion. Had another nap.
~Walked to CVS to stock up on decongestant, ibuprofen. Resisted siren song of gigantic stuffed Easter bunnies.
~Stared at chapter 26 for a few more hours. Moved chunks of the current scene around. Moved them back.
~Had a dream in which teenage!actor!Colbert and I worked together to hunt aliens that were hiding in VHS tapes. He had a sword. It was pretty cool.
~Wednesday's morning class: canceled! Resolved to get ahead in work re: afternoon class. Spent the time staring at chapter 26 instead. Realized I had written myself into a corner.
~Attended Wednesday afternoon class. Teacher: "How many of you have gotten the cold that's going around?" Half of class: *raises hands*
~Had what I thought was a revelation re: chapter 26. Rushed to open file. Stared at it for half an hour before realizing it was hopeless.
~Leveled up in Mafia Wars.
~Popped decongestants as often as box told me I was allowed without doctor supervision.
~Resolved to put aside chapter 26 and not so much as glance at the file for several days.
~Completed art for Sailor Moon contest. Completed wallpaper for Hellsing contest. Completed two more pages of Emeralds: Hearts in Oz
(coming soon to an online retailer near you!). Completed art for next stage of Sailor Moon contest that isn't even due for a month. Completed 90% of art for next phase of Monday/Wednesday's afternoon class, involving several hours' worth of colored-pencil shading. Read a book.
~Walked to bookstore to pick up cardstock for next phase of art project (involving gluing drawings to said cardstock).
~Half an hour later, walked to bookstore again, having discovered that what I thought was a glue stick was in fact nothing but the dried-up husk of a former glue stick. (In retrospect, should have thought to check beforehand, as said glue stick had not been used for at least five years.)
~Finished season 4 of Angel: The Series
(while working on aforementioned art). Breathed sigh of relief, this time unimpeded.
~Put away decongestants. Broke out Midol.
~Finally had actual revelation about what was wrong with chapter 26. Opened file, rewrote early section to smooth over parts that were steering it into aforementioned corner. (Felt kind of like de-boning a fish.)