A Good Day to Write

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After my late night prowl-fest through the public library and a lot of LA blogs, I woke a little bleary-eyed. Combined with some truly disturbing dreams, the day started out confusing. The best thing I can says is that my food intake has been relatively healthy. So far. I do plan to order Chinese for dinner, so I can’t brag on that scale too much.

But it looks as if it’s going to be a good day for productivity. Cloudy and somber outside, with no temptations for walks, even to go get the mail. TV (except for the 500) is dreary way into tonight. I do have a tendency to break to pester my kid, but that’s normal.

I wrote the ending to Murder last night, and that’ll keep me from wanting to write TOO much on it. I also realized I was leading up to another plot twist, and I’m trying to decide if killing off one of my favorite characters is necessary. So I need to stew on this a bit, let what’s about to happen ferment a bit before sitting down to write it.

There are a couple of other temptations, however. One of my favorite people in the world – and favorite writers – is the host for this year’s fiction contest in The Tennessean.

Steve Womack is a joy to talk to and read. He was my inspiration when I couldn’t write a word, and he got me into screenwriting back in the day. I owe him a lot.

So I need to go pay a few of those dues. Laters.

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