A Little Less Than a Moment

A quick update as Henry just awoke, the afternoon fades, and I prepare for my writers' group meeting tonight.

I'm inspired by Girl Detective's recent post about priorities. Having spent the summer obsessed by house buying and selling and the big move, I'm ready to settle down and focus on writing. Ducks are being organized into tidy rows: I have a bead on a home daycare for Henry for one day a week, my office is almost useable, and I've signed up for NaNoWriMo which begins next Tuesday. Soon the sweet smell of success will be seeping out of my pores, causing stares of envy and more than one person to ask if we can't open a window.

I'm also trying to retrain myself to be an early-to-bed, early-to-rise type; lately I've become a fairly-early-to-rise-but-staying-up-too-late-assembling-IKEA-furniture type. I'm going to need those early hours for writing. My caffeine dependency may increase, but small price to pay: I'm going to be writing! Caffeine monkey, meet my back.

Today's bilious crap word count: however many words this post is