Inspiration, where are you?

I'm at that stage of the report where I actually have to pay attention, and it shows. I'm finding ridiculous mistakes that never should have appeared in the first place. I am nervous. I can't wait for it to be sent to the printer and too late to do anything. I won't even look at the final product. I'm going to give all the previous years' copies away.

So here I am, cutting cutting cutting all those ridiculous excess words (there are so many of them!), mining the Synonym Finder, reading everything out loud in a singsongy voice to see if it has any damned impact or whether it rings false like it always does. I'm done with this blather. On to something else. Better? Maybe. Probably. Different. That's all. Deep sigh.