In The Bright Sunny South...

[teddy_radiator]

It is sitting at about 100F. I mean, you-don't-get-out-because-you'll-die-of-sunstroke hot. I've got the day to myself (Hubs it all day play practice since they sacked Sherlock two days ago - they open Thursday), I have a half-dozen half-finished projects, three pics to hang on Writing Nook wall, and what am I doing?

Sweet FA.

dhark_charlotte  had a userpic the other day that said: Live Journal: The Reason my house is a Fucking Disaster. Yep, I am that soldier. I am as motivated as a tater tot. Exchange pic is staring me in the face, so is DMuse, saying, "What? I've given you your assignment. Off you go!"

It's too damn hot to misbehave.

I can't seem to get anything started, and when I do, I can finish it. *Sigh.* Welcome to summer, the season of Southern Inertia.

On the other hand, I do have some cracking ice tea in the fridge...

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[teddyradiator.livejournal.com]

It is a challenge. I am feeling DMuse practically assaulting me, and I have written a luscious little next-to-last chapter, and it just sings. Now if I can get the rest of the chorus to join in, I'll have a smash hit.

My AC is working like a trojan; I have a feeling it's going to need a coolant injection before this long, hot summer is over...

I'll have my Muse call your Muse.... ;)

[droxy.livejournal.com]

LOL- the muse know what it wants. It's me trying to execute what the muse wants.

It will be OK. I have much to do an much on my mind and once I clear that shit I will be able to go back to the project.