Things have been going well with my story. I was diligent and worked on it this morning and as a reward, when I had to take the baby-boy to the doctor's office, I took FINDER to read instead of the lap top to work on my story.
B*&9(&97n$% !!! (shakes fist in
bogwitch64 's direction) Now I can't put it down!
Breathe, breathe, I'll give myself permission to read tonight and hit the grind stone again tomorrow. I wish I could take the rest of the week off of work (I'm on vacation) to write. I really like being able to write and not feel guilty about it as opposed to writing and pretending to work at, well, work.
Okay, off to read some more.