I hate writing endings.
So all week I procrastinated. I'd tap out a few words, then go do some cleaning. Yeah, need to go back and tap out a few more words. Oh wait, the dogs need to be walked. Tap, tap, tap, oh...look at the pretty leaves falling! Seemed I would have rather have my teeth drilled than do any writing this week.
I finally decided I just needed to suck it up and do some damn writing. So this morning, that's what I did (in between loads of laundry and cooking up a batch of chile...honest, I really was focusing).
Guess what? I got there! I got to Point B. I wrote around 1500 words today.
Once I got my characters where they belonged, the writing came easily. I was tap, tap, tapping happily away and then...
Oh, I really should take a break and let the world know that I'm back in the game. I'll go back to tapping away at my story, I promise!
But first, I need to eat some chile. And fold some laundry.