I am having this bizarre urge to strangle someone -- oh yes, I know this feeling. This is what I feel like when I've gone too long without writing. The damned cold + work deadlines have conspired to keep me from writing from a few weeks now (CapriCon, you were fun, but did not help with the writing). I have blocked out 3 hours for writing tomorrow morning, and will go to a cafe and meet Mary Robinette Kowal for writing + lunch, and that will keep me from injuring anyone in my household. So that's all right then.