Monday is my writing day. It's the day I set aside for making goals and working on my writing. I have chat with my writing group, I meet with my CP. I really focus on Mondays.
I'm really pumped about today...I'm going to get some WORK done today.
Maybe I'll go to Panera, my favorite writing cave, and camp out there for a few hours. But I feel bad leaving my Gunner Boy at home all alone when I don't have to, so maybe I'll get all set up in my bed and spread out with the dog.
I hate that I have so many things competing for my attention. I have the doggy, of course. I also have a great book or 25 (I'm currently reading The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer), I have this curriculum class I'm taking that I have NOT done sufficient work on yet. I have Season 1 of Buffy, which Shana Silver has challenged me to watch because I've never seen it. And I have my bed, which urges me to nap within its comfy folds.
But not today. Not this Monday. I WILL KICK MY WIP'S BUTT TODAY.