February in Wisconsin.
Is definitely the most wonderful time of the entire year-to write, that is. The holidays are over, the child returns to college, it's so cold, only work, dire emergencies and being faced with starvation can lure me out of the house, and my trusty little lap top is sitting on the table staring blankly at me and begging for me to fill her screen with murder and witty repartee...*sigh*
So why the heck am I sitting here on my day off sucking coffee down, playing Farmville, with a Die Hard DVD playing in the background?
Get off the pot and write, Borger!
But I have cows to milk, and sunflowers to plant and neighbors to fertilize! Bruce Willis is about to jump off a building with nothing but a fire hose around his middle and my coffee cup is almost empty-and cold...oops! now the dog wants out and the cat litter I forgot to empty is singing my nose hairs! Bob is losing Kuhlii Loaches by the bucketful, and his website needs updating.
Distractions, my girl, distractions. Get up off your butt, drive over to Lake Geneva, grab a cup of something with caffeine, and set up shop at Caribou Coffee. Write! Write! Write!
Hmmm, you may be correct.
Gentle readers, I shall return to our regularly scheduled blog after I return from a change of venue.....
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