I managed about 8,000 words yesterday, before my brain turned into mush, and I decided to vegetate in front of the Jason Momoa Conan the Barbarian movie. It’s underrated, I think, albeit not as iconic nor classic as the 1982 original. Momoa is a great Conan though.

Home stretch now. I’m drinking coffee, and trying not to think about how exhausted I am. Let’s do this. Again.