The fires have sucked my writing mojo, too. Even though I'm home full-time and not working (because I have three cabin-fever crazy kids in the house all day and will until next week!), I'm not getting any writing done. Instead, I'm blog surfing and obsessively refreshing the fire maps.
Good news is that the ridge south of us that was on fire last night is now out. Bad news is that smoke is drifting in from the north. Does that mean the northern fire is coming around the backside? Don't know.
I really need to write, though. I'm starting to get depressed. So I have to find my muse. I hereby commit to writing at least 200 words today. Come hell, high water, or (more likely) fire.
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Yeah, a little at a time like that really adds up!
You know our muses are horny bitches...they run off to vegas to screw, leaving us high and dry when we need to write.
Hugs Jackie. Thank God you and yours are safe!
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