It’s been two weeks since I’ve made any additions to my novel.  Two weeks of house repairs.  Two weeks of company and holiday barbeques.  Two weeks of my summer gone.

But no writing.

If you’ve ever been in one of these situations, you know that the longer you go without writing, the harder it is to get back into it.  For instance, today is the first day in two weeks I’ve had time to really sit down and write.  What am I doing instead?  I’m posting a blog about how I am not writing.  Counterproductive, don’t you think?

Oh, don’t worry.  I’ll get back to it.  Today probably.  I love writing too much to ever go too long without working.  This little exercise in complaining is just what I need to get my ass in gear.  It’s the electric jolt to the brain that says, “Hey, you.  The one with the blank expression on his face.  The one staring at inane youtube videos and forum posts.  Cut it out.”

Then I’ll think, cut it out?  Now there’s an idea.

Off to work.

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