I was thinking about it, and I haven’t done this in at least three years….
this evening I grabbed my notebook and a travel mug and walked down to a coffee shop (alas, a Starbucks in a grocery store – it’s the only one in walking distance), got a mocha and a pastry and sat for nearly an hour writing. writing just fiction, too, none of the personal meandering that has filled my paper journal of late. nothing that will be part of anything, just a rewrite of my favorite scene from Aila from Reboa’s point of view.
it definitely puts me in the mood to go back and FINISH, for the love of $DEITY. (I like the way Dorothea uses that; I think I’ll steal it.)
but I need to make Mother’s Day cards tonight, first.