I think I remember now why I keep such a busy work schedule. If I’m not actively working on something, the ideas pile up behind themselves until there’s a mishmash of thoughts, concepts, characters, and ideas that demand their fair share of my day. The sad thing is that they will all have to wait. Years maybe. Talk about the frustrated writer.
In any case I’m back to work today, trying to cram five days into four, which should be easy after the self-imposed “fasting” this last week. I guess my only question now is why have I been wearing purple lately?