Whoo, boy

HelloDarlingWritingSo I finished a short story for an antho call yesterday and got that fired off, and woke up this morning to the delicious realization that all of my pending tasks outside my usual job load are done, dusted, and off my plate. I can actually take today off if I like.

Of course that doesn’t mean I won’t write — I do that every day (besides, I’m working on Breaker Zone now and having a hella lot of fun). But it does mean that the pressure’s off and I can just be leisurely after I get my word count in, maybe go see a movie (Transcendence is now playing, I still need to see The Winter Soldier with Ramón, and I am champing at the bit until Only Lovers Left Alive opens next weekend here), or maybe have myself a marathon with all the Hannibal episodes I have stacked up on the DVR.

Then again, I really do need to clean this place. It’s begging for a good thorough vacuuming. Then again, a clean house is the sign of a blocked writer. Yeah, Hannibal is definitely the better bet.

About nicolacameronwrites

Nicola Cameron has had some interesting adventures in her life -- ask her sometime about dressing up as Tietania, Queen of the Bondage Fairies. When not writing, she wrangles cats, makes dolls of dubious and questionable identity, and thanks almighty Cthulhu that she doesn’t have to work for a major telecommunications company any more (because there’s BDSM, and then there’s just plain torture...).

Posted on April 19, 2014, in Breaker Zone, Personal, Writing. Bookmark the permalink. Comments Off on Whoo, boy.

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