I need to write. I’ve been spending my days editing, developing seminars and presentations, being a calming influence on a hyperly-stressed, about-to-move-back-across-the-country, little brother and gardening, but no writing.
The withdrawal symptoms are beginning. Must write soon.
So, tonight is the night. Me, a glass of wine (or three) and a silent house.
Well, a silent house full of blasting 80’s tunes to get me in the mood for my current project. (Boom Town Rats anyone? Yes Kevin, I know you hate this song, but it reminds me of Immersion so much.)
My goal is to complete this novel without the incentive of NaNoWriMo deadlines. I’m a procrastinator, this is a challenge. Wish me luck.
I hear ya on the procrastination part, just wrote a blog about that myself. Hoping to get some writing done myself tonight, wine might not be a bad idea… hehe.
Good luck!