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Yesterday I took a day out of writing to pout.  And I threw a little temper tantrum that involved stomping my feet.  I gave myself a few hours to act like a temperamental artist.

Tonight, I’m back to figuring out writing solutions to impossible requests and trying to beat deadlines.

And to be perfectly honest, a little pouting too.  Or at the very least a little muttering under my breath.