Sunday, 25 February 2007

A writer's gig

It's 2pm on the day of the gig. Yesterday we rehearsed the entire set, and I was fine, today I feel like crap, and every time I swallow I'm more than aware of my throat. I just want to go back to bed, and I'm not sure if it's because I'm truly ill or suffering stage fright. Pathetic, huh? It's only a stupid pub.

I haven't written anything in nearly a week - idle git that I am.

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