...wish it were Sunday....
Switch back to 'work mode' from 'writing mode' is always an interesting transformation.
The iPhone receiving four score work-related e-mails over the weekend I guess helps (although 'hurts' is probably more accurate).
It doesn't mean writing goes away. Just compartmentalized while the paying gig moves to the forefront. The interesting thing is in that little compartment where writing hides through out the day, ideas churn and formulate. So by the time the evening comes and I'm ready to switch back to 'writing mode' I already pretty much know what's coming.
Since I've taken a new tact with act one, this churning of ideas is even more important since 30September is my target date to finish up book two.
So Monday is here, plenty of work to do....both for the job and the writing. "But I can't be late 'cause then I guess I just won't get paid. These are the days when you wish your bed was already made."
Just another manic Monday.
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