Writing or lack there of...

The puppy couldn’t sleep so I am up much earlier than I would like to be. My bed beckons; my pillow whispers my name. I resist, how often is the house quiet enough to write? I turn on my computer, check facebook and my e-mail and for once it is not an effort to procrastinate but rather a “let’s get... Sign in to see full entry.

I am procrastinating. I am very good at procrastinating, it’s an art form. I should be working on my “manuscript” but the truth is I suck. Ok, so maybe I don’t really suck… You know how Pinocchio had Jiminy Cricket as his conscience? Well, I don’t have a Jiminy I have a freakin’ demon and a not very... Sign in to see full entry.