Even though I wrote till almost five in the morning, I got a lot done yesterday. I got all the errands organized so Ken could take care of them. I got coupons organized and grocery lists made. He went to the post office. I got bills paid. I cleared off a card table that has been in my office for years. I cleared off some of my desk (it is still a mess). I got a book published.
Then I crashed and burned. I was going to take a nap but was too wired to nap. I was going to write but I was too tired to write. My evening was just blah. Ken and I watched a couple episodes of West Wing. I opened up my current story and knew where I wanted to end but not how I was going to get there. As I normally do, I just moved to something different. I putzed a bit with a couple of stories but nothing really clicked. I ended up doing more reading / editing than anything else.
At eleven I gave up and tried to go to sleep. Laying in the dark, I can’t say I thought about anything in particular. My mind wasn’t overfull of things as is normally the case when I can’t sleep but I couldn’t sleep. At midnight I called it quits and opened my computer to work on writing. I wrote a scene and a half before my brain said enough. It was two in the morning and I slept pretty good until six and dozed until nine.
I’ve been working on writing. I got descriptions written for Defenders of the People. I got a cover created and worked on production. I have a couple of steps left but I’m in wait mode on them. In my head, I think I know the next few scenes for story that I’m working on. As my legs are getting sore and tired, I’ll probably hit the recliner shortly and work on it. I have over 21,000 words in this story which is nearly half written as they are smaller novels.
I’ve heard nothing but grumbling from Vicki over when I’m going to get this one done. I’m enjoying working on it but I also have ten other projects to work on as well. It’s been a productive weekend and I’m hoping I can keep the ball rolling and work on writing .