Yes, I've been listening to Love and Rockets on my iPod. ANYWAY, it's the literal truth.
Plugging along, tweaking my outline for the sequel, wondering if Fairies are now officially overdone...the usual stuff.
I will admit summertime is not really a "sit down and write" time for me. I've finally figured that out. I mean, were I a writer who had a deadline, of course it could be, but summer is just a busier time for our family. Vacations, camps, sports classes, swimming, you name it. We want to be OUTSIDE, and enjoy the weather. (When it doesn't SUCK, as it has lately.)
During winter I am THE FOCUSED WRITER. Winter here is like being in Siberia. It never ends, and you just want to curl up in front of a roaring fire with cocoa. Perfect Writing Weather.
Am I crazy? Does anyone else feel this way?