As I sit here on my patio, chillin’ with a stogie and some most delicious Stone Arrogant Bastard Ale, I get the most delightful feeling of returning to center.¬† It’s a Zen meditation of sorts for me.¬† Relaxed, focused, content, with a clarity that will be shattered by 8:01am tomorrow morning as the fuzzy gray womb of my work cubicle embraces me once again.
Working a bit on my NaNoWriMo plans.¬† I’m pretty excited about this effort, and think I set myself up for a win with a very wide open writing idea.¬† There is something about the pure creative process that I became addicted to when I did Improv.¬† I don’t do the stage work anymore, but still love the Making.
Didn’t get to all the tech work this site needs, but picked at some of the edges.¬† Must fight my urge to do it all at once.¬† Such a strong urge, though, and my body just does love the sleep.
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Apparently you haven’t visited my blog recently to see my enormous, massive word count.
I’m going to hit the 50K mark within the next 48 hours