I will be honest, I didn’t do much writing during last week. Not only is it hard to write with my kiddo underfoot, I didn’t really want to. We had drawing time together but this was a rare chance to have uninhibited time with her and I took it. But the weekend! Ahh, the weekend.

I’d expected to babysit my nieces but it fell through and kiddo was at her dad’s. I had a free Saturday night… FREE!!!

Me being me, I was a selfish bitch and used my Saturday night to do nothing but write, write, take a nice bath, dye my hair, then write some more. And, holy gods, was it ever worth it! I was so jazzed, I continued into Sunday afternoon. I did another chapter of Lost Brother and did some amazing work with Old Soldier. What I really should have done was some typing but once I had that pen in my hand, I was FLYIN! And it was pure inspiration, not the determined scribbles of someone who refuses to let her page goal go unfulfilled. Those of you out there who create will get the difference. 😉

I love that feeling and I hope to keep it up. 🙂 Eventually, I will have to nut up and do some typing. I don’t want to end up with the daunting task of typing hundreds of pages rather than just 20 or so (and Old Soldier has been a rare, direct-to-computer project). But as long as my muse has this love affair with pen and paper, I’m going to write. And it feels GREAT!