Today is the perfect day for absolutely nothing – except for a cup of my favorite tea and a well-loved romance novel. I feel blah.
That is not to say that I didn’t do any writing today, but it felt awkward. It was a phone conversation, one of my favorite things to write usually, because the dialogue is so front and center. But what should have come out as a light, flirty scene became something awkwardly silly. And now I’m gonna forget about it until I’m doing the revisions.
My body’s begging me for some downtime, maybe a nap. My imagination wants to get fed fluffy romance. And I’m just gonna indulge them, ’cause really there is no good reason not to.
Well, until tomorrow and then it’s back to work.