My laptop scowls at me from across the room.
I scowl back.
My dog grrrs.
With the early morning air sizzling and snapping with intensity, the
confrontation between writer and computer lingers for long, stress-filled
minutes.
Neither party blinks.
Time lumbers by.
Eventually, I fold.
My dog sighs at the limp noodle she’s got as her owner.
I write.
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And so here I am.
The writing of these posts have become almost second nature to me so
that’s not why I’m dragging my butt this morning. It’s the diving headfirst into a new project
that’s got me more or less hesitant about greeting the work day.
The Six Brothers project (Revolutionary War mainstream romance) is impatiently
awaiting its synopsis to emerge gloriously from its chapter outline (which, if
you remember, is unbelievably complete and really, really good, in my unbiased
opinion *lol*).
The Sun and the Sand Cat (contemporary, mainstream romance set
in West Africa) continues to sit ¾ complete with my literary agent nudging me
to get it done so we can finally pander the thing to the publishing houses.
The third and probably final installment of “The Lion and the Steed”
series has just popped its head over the horizon. It and its October deadline
is waving at me jauntily.
So, I must decide which novel gets my attention next, as in today, as
in now.
I hate making these big decisions.
*sighs*
Anybody up for a game of Eenie-Meenie-Minie-Mo?
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
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