Either way, my WIP sits in a heap on my desk. I look at it and have to turn away. My mind is just too full of everything I have to or want to do in the real life job. Now, I'm in September and that's four months of rocking between easy-peasey and WTF. Okay, maybe there are more easy days now, but they bring -if it's so easy, I must be forgetting something!
I really need to start writing. I'm always calmer when working on a story. It turns on something inside me and soothes the soul.
This weekend I'm locking myself in and not coming out until my brain clears!
Wish me luck...