It rained last night. I sleep really well when it rains. So well, in fact, that it becomes hard to haul my lazy keister outta bed the next morning. Sheesh.
So I started today behind the eightball.
Then I compounded my problem by goofing around on Goodreads all morning.
What am I, nuts?
Evidently, because, just as if I don't already have a 1001 irons in the fire, I went and signed up to write a hot little story based on a pic posted by Heather S.
Be warned, the pic is NSFW!!
You can see the pic here: http://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/554004-dear-author-heather-s-grabbed-by-cherie-noel and read a little about what all Heather S. has requested from the story.
I also promised myself that I'd get a significant amount of work done in The Soldier & the Starving Artist today. So, time to put my money where my mouth is ...Yeah...who ever thought of that saying anyway?
Time to get to letting my fingers fly. Yeah, I like that better. Tells it in a straight-forward manner. Here I go then, nose to the grindstone, attempting to write like the wind.
I really do have to. I was a lazy slug-a-bed this morning.
Eh, what can I say? It rained last night.