Distractions, Distractions

68 fiction words, 433 total words, 0 hours on publication

Even though we had Monday away from work and school, I’m still looking toward the weekend and wondering how quickly it can arrive. I’m not certain why. There’s nothing particularly interesting going on once it gets here.

Yesterday was Tuesday, which means I met with my writing group. I’m very far removed from actually writing at writing group, even though I did pull the computer out of its case. Everyone was working when I was eating, and then I think I distracted them. Maybe, like in a cartoon, there’s a giant “distraction” cloud above my head, raining it wherever I go. It just took them a bit to get saturated.

I wrote 68 fiction words (433 total words), but the only publishing thing I did was order a proof copy. I think it should arrive early next week, but there is a painful lack of communication between CreateSpace and my door. I mean, it shipped. I know that much.

I’m going to try to get some writing done this morning amidst the madness of getting ready for the day. It can’t be worse than trying to write during Mary sniping at Edith, or while watching Bates try to avoid trouble with his cellmate.