Yes, talking to tech support is a good way to trigger insomnia.
Also, while I was working, I was helping a certain somebody with Las Vegas factoids, as she's apparently been inspired by my bizarre fanfiction breakout to write a sequel to the piece. Which is quite good, so far, and is apparently where the plot I didn't manage to put in my bit went.
So my fanfiction is spawning... fanfiction. How exceedingly too meta for words. I plan to demand cowriter credit, even though she's doing all the real work. I'm just providing Not-Very-Random-In-Fact-Careful-Calculat
(Not saying who, yet, because I'm not sure how she wants to be identified. *g* But she writes really good supergenius hypochondria.
See what happens when pro writers go bad? It's like... cascading failures. Pretty soon there will be room for a whole new crop of SFF writers, because all the current ones will be off writing Smeagol/Gollum or Clark/Supes and giggling between their fingers.)
In any case, watch this space for further developments.
Anyway, it was good, because it means I get up this morning and can start from where I would have started anyway. And if it's on two hours of sleep, well, it's not the first time.
Today I will sit here at my desk and I will write the rest of Chapter 26. And then I will write Chapter 27. And then I will be done with the draft. Either today or tomorrow or Wednesday.
Expect more random blogging at the high water marks.
Now I need to write another damned transition. But first I'm going to wash my hair and find something to eat, since I've been ravenous since I got off the phone with tech support last night at 1:30 in the morning and that was seven hours ago now.
Whups, gotta run. The telephone is circular metal banding.