Tonight, I only got a thousand words in. I might feel a bit better about that if I’d gotten some painting done, but I really haven’t been feeling well today. Sitting on the stool at my easel was just too much, so I decided to forego trying to paint and take it easy in my writing chair.

I still made myself get up for frequent breaks. I started dishes and dragged the garbage can around to the alley, so I consider that a victory too. It’s not talking too long for my stomach to start feeling all queasy again.

I keep trying to convince myself that I should “veg out and chill” a bit (hi, critical voice! I hear you), but I know there is always something else I could be doing. I still might put the tv on and have a show of some sort as background noise.

That has been another good thing about writing Arlyn’s book. I’ve been listening to a lot of Two Steps From Hell music again. It makes me turn off the tv and actually write rather than being distracted. I get those words in much faster. Yeah, watching tv while writing has been something I’ve done all my life, but I’ve always been more prolific when I’ve not had it on. Go figure.

Well, I’m going to go indulge in entertainment while doing something else. Still don’t know what that is, but I’ll figure it out. Maybe I’ll just go read. (Grin!)

Cheers.