Tuesday, June 11
They sat on the kitchen table and boy, did the smell good! Every time I saw them, I smiled. Not only were they stunning, they represented the bright new future ahead of me.
Write every day. Put out a book every three months. I have nothing but time. Pour myself into my new life.
Yesterday, I threw the wilted and dead roses in the trash.
Again, the symbolism was strong. In over a week, I haven't written a meaningful word. Lots of blogging, lots of promo for Mississippi Blues. But new words? Nada. Nothing. I have good intentions...get up early, get in a chapter before lunch. Do housework and other chores in the afternoon.
So far, playing on Facebook has been a HUGE draw.
Maybe I need to go back to retail to be productive....!
What about you? What motivates you?