I had a realization today. This is a rather foolish realization, a dull and mundane realization: it is very hard to write, or do any creative work, for that matter, when it feels as though you’ve been hit by a bus. Flus are not conducive to productivity. This is true also of hunger, but oddly not always of sleep deprivation.
Since I am still battling a flu, this is all I have to say on the matter.