The time has finally come for me to begin serious work on my second novel. Nope, the first one hasn't sold yet, but that's fine. Books don't get published overnight. This book is tentatively titled: Broken Promises and will (hopefully) see some new characters and some interesting developments on some old ones. No spoilers here.
The only problem is this: whatever little hamster that runs the wheel in my head has been unresponsive the last few days. I threw some coffee in there to wake the little guy up, but I think he may be trying to go on strike. Something about unfair working conditions, I think. Whatever the cause, when I sit down to put some cool stuff into my word processor, the whole machine stops and fingertips just hover over the keyboard. It is for this reason that I've built a fort in the living room.
That's right. My computer is out here, which is cool, but I have little to no privacy. Particularly from my dog. Every time I sit on the carpet and grab my keyboard, he thinks its an invite to play. Puts his nose right in my face until I can't ignore him any longer. So, with this in mind, I restructured my couch (which is sort of a tetrisy number) to block the little guy out for a while. Only people with legs and opposable thumbs can enter the small space in front of my computer now. It seems to be working.
Much like Superman in the Fortress of Solitude--no, wait. Much like Batman in the Batcave, I will now get some bloody work done.
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