Must. Write.

"What no wife of a writer can ever understand is that a writer is working when he's staring out the window." -- Rudolph Erich Rascoe

I haven't written a word in days (except for this blog). I feel like I'm doing nothing. I'm not, exactly. I am working through the Maass workbook, but when I'm not getting new words down, I feel like a lazy bum.

I need to write something.

I got a response back from a flash fiction submission (hmmm... how to say this withough sounding uncaring?) -- the editor was diagnosed with leukemia and they also found some kind of fungus on his lung, so he'll won't be able to work on the submissions for a little while. That's very, very sad. And it's not like I don't care. It's just, this type of thing has happened to me before and I'm feeling like a jinx... I submitted to one place, who promptly went out of business. Because, of course, it's all about me, Me, ME!

I wonder if someone is trying to tell me something.

In any case, I need to write something. I'm hoping that this weeks schedule won't be too weird because my niece is staying here again AND she's not working so will be hanging out with me more often than not. It's not that I don't like my niece, it's just that I have a schedule that I like and having her here will change things. Oh well. Guess I could throw her out on the street (like her folks did... but that's another story).

I. Will. Write. Something.

Today.

Time to dig out those writing prompts...

Have a great day!!