I was able to withstand the delicious urge of sleepiness and not only get a few pages written out, but also able to put a dent (100 pages read) in my current read, The Grapes of Wrath, by John Steinbeck.
This one is a tricky read; Steinbeck really knew how to describe everything; he really went on for paragraphs describing a person, and their mannerisms.
I have about 300 more pages to go, but I should be okay. In the first 100 pages banks are monsters, a preacher doesn’t want to preach anymore because he was only doing it for the girls, a family is run-off their land and heads to California for a new life, and a man who just got released from prison is violating his parole to travel with his family. Did I mention that all of this takes place during the The Dust Bowl Era, the 1920’s. It seems like all of this could pop up in my Facebook feed today.