Oh. Damn it.

Writing.  ALL DAY.  🥳

I've made notes of scenes I need to add.  I've no other priorities today.  All about the writing which is utter bliss.  I open Canary 2:  DD.  Reading.  Editing.  Adding things in.  Look at my newer additions.  Reading.  Scroll.  😶

What?  I didn't write anymore?  😂  Oh my goodness!  That's the worst.  Seriously.  Nothing so annoying as in the flow of the story, reading your own words, nodding along, and suddenly you realize you haven't written more words.  

Cracking myself up.  I shall be hoping for around 4000-5000 words today.  Considering my start time, I believe I should be able to hit my goal.  It's one of those times you wish you could simply transfer items in your Mind Cabin to the page.  But tapping it out gives me time to work things out, and I enjoy doing that.  It's a nice balance.

Still laughing at myself.

Have a lovely Sunday!

Always writing*

Feeling accomplished

 Wanted to write two major scenes on Mercenary Girl.  Wrote one.  BUT...wrote 5,091 words.

🥳🎉

Feeling pretty damn froggy, my friends.  Makes for an incredibly happy Sunday and happy me.

Hope yours has gone good, as well.

Always writing*

Busy Sunday

 Been awake since six.  Up since six-thirty.  That's borderline heinous in my world.  Not a morning person, but I've roughly a million things to do today, and I'm excited about all of it.

Two major scenes for Mercenary Girl.  One will gut me.  The other will soothe my soul.  Such is the way of the writing world.  

Sundays have always been productive writing days for me.  Something about the low-key pace, I think.  Drinking my smoothie with energizer powder.  Let's be realistic here.  I'll need all the help I can get.  But I feel it's going to be a good one.

My desk is lit up.  Fans blowing.  Desktop covered with pastel post-it notes.  Feels like home.

Always writing*

...when the smoothie kicks in