Got that summertime, summertime sadness…

THE CHILDREN ARE BACK IN SCHOOL.  It’s very quiet here; I’m not sure why I’m shouting.

I have two critique groups coming up so I need to start working, but it’s hard to start.  For me, writing is like exercise.  I feel so much better.  I’m happy when I do it.  I like a routine.  And when that routine has been hijinked by summer vacation, by twelve weeks of NOT writing (or exercising) then I procrastinate.  I Google whether my orchid needs to be replanted if I want it to bloom again (I do), check Twitter to see what’s up (the usual), root around in the fridge and eat the last of the shrimp and cashew leftovers from the weekend for a mid-morning snack.

I’m going to start editing.  Seriously.  I have editorial comments.  I have line notes.  I’ll start at the beginning.  Or maybe in the middle of the novel.  Just dive in.  Although it IS almost time for lunch.  Maybe I should start after…

In the meantime, feel free to check out some pictures from our summertime travels.  All six of us (2 adults, four children) piled into a 30-foot RV and headed west for 50 days.  It was not always a breeze, but we snapped some cool photos.   http://www.rrv6.wordpress.com

Love,

Sherri

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