Meclizine last night left me groggy for most of today.
As well, I’m still in recovery from a really dark piece that I wrote – it involved a character being raped. (I should add that I don’t think rape should ever be used to entertain, it was something that was integral to the story I’m telling.)
I’m writing the aftermath now, and I suddenly understand why friends refer to me as a ‘method writer,’ because I’m having a difficult time separating myself from the material.
After all, when I’m writing, I play all the parts.
Sleep and chocolate have helped immensely.