Today was not a good writing day. It was a great day just not a good writing day. I went to the movies with my hunny and hung out in Borders for a couple of hours. Found a nice book on faeries (I love faeries) and bought it, even read a few magazines while I waited for him to get out of class. A very nice relaxing day.
I came home and read for maybe four hours- complete bliss and a wonderful book too! My little kitten, Gabe, even came up a napped with me. A rare treat as he seems to be going through that teenage phase and thinks he’s too big for Mommy to cuddle him.
Then I finally put the book down and popped open the laptop. Lo and behold I wrote a whole 29 words in one hour. I’m quite frustrated. It’s not that I don’t have things to write about or don’t know where I’m going it’s just that it doesn’t seem to want to flow today. So, I’m taking a break. Maybe I’ll go post on PW for awhile and write a few more disgruntled blog posts and that’ll get the juiced flowing. If not… heck, I’ll just pick up my book and start reading again. Suppose it is a nice day for a break. An unexpected day off from work where my hunny takes me out and my cat child thinks he’s little again- that has to be a sign. The universe’s way of telling me ‘Hey, take a load off! Break time!’. So, for once I think I’ll listen as it seems I can’t even type properly today.
Peace.



