So it' s been one week more or less since I started writing again, and let's just say my life was swallowed right back up into my addiction. I missed the writing, but I am now starting to miss my sleep. My brain is on overload, I swear thoughts can't be put on paper fast enough, and even when I try to sleep at night, my mind is still going.
I picked up one story to work on, for fun, just to see if I could get back into the swing of things... the next day I picked up another story.... this weekend I just picked up another story...
Now I've got so many things open, i don't know which to concentrate on first....
I want to write them all, and I want to write them all at the same time.
Not possible, I know. I know.
My diet got messed up too, in the first few days. It was very easy to just write and forget about the important things I've been working on the last six months. So I quickly had to whip that back into shape, I can't go eating like crap all the time again. My health won't allow it.
I'm starting to think maybe there is a happy medium for me... it's either all in or not in at all. I can't do the easy, breezy, just write and see thing. Nope. My ADD, and OCD won't allow it.
So what does that mean? Not sure. Just that right now, my mind is buzzing with ideas and I'm just trying to figure out how to escape with success.
In the mean time, here is one of the WIPs I am working on:
(This is not a cover reveal)
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