Freaking October, man.
I swear it happens every year. I start the month off pretty well put together, with plans and schemes in place and well-organized and under way, everything working just fine, and then BAM! A few days in, everything just goes completely to pot. Too many people making too many demands on not enough time, and the month turns into a hot, steamy, pumpkin-spice-scented mess, and I spend the rest of the month scrambling to catch up with myself again. Which is all to say that I've got the write-up for Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets about half-done now. Gorrammit, October. Every year.












