Now that I’ve gotten past an imaginary barrier in my concept of my story, I have plenty to write about. The difficulty I now have is that I have two separate scenes occurring at more or less the same time. I have to remember that my heroine can’t be everywhere at once, and doesn’t really need to be anyway.
Gray, cold day. Perfect for staying inside and writing. The Other Patti is coming tomorrow to mess with my rugs and bring me more candy for that all-important sugar rush. I love having stuff to look forward to.
white pebble 