I need inspiration. I love my NaNo story and I know exactly where it's going, but I just don't seem capable of moving at the speed I've moved in previous years. My concentration is nonexistent at the moment with far too much going on ( Read more... )

Crisp autumn morning
Sun burning off fog in onion skin layers
Hands wrapped around steaming mug of caffeine
Chunky sweater contrasting with the chill on my face
Waving to the Precious on the yellow bus
Marching back home to the call of a drum majorette
  that I haven't heard in 23 years