Self Imposed Writer's Boot Camp

I am going to be taking off for a few days.

By taking off for a few days I mean that J is working in Michigan this week and is close enough for me to force myself upon his hotel room, wireless internet, pool, and TV.

Still, J will have to work. I know, I know. I have often tried to pursued him to skip work for me and he never does it. I have skipped work for him, of course. Rotten double standards. Lovely sick hours. Anywho...

I have decided that I will use my day at the hotel to force myself into editing and writing. Editing YA1 and writing YA2. It could be good for me, right? AND, it goes along with my goals for the week. (Except being frugal as gas is EXPENSIVE and I am driving across the state for no real reason except t hang out with my Honey.) In preperation, I skipped writing today and worked on a quilt I started something like 2 years ago.

Woohooo!

(P.S. Do brains explode? Mine kind of feels like it might.)