Written By Heather - February 26, 2014

Wednesday morning.

How did it get to be the end of February already? Painfully cold yesterday, though not as bad as it has been. I think the collective acceptance of cold weather is waning; now it just feels like a terrible insult when you step out in the morning and have it hit you. Still, that faint glow to the east is very welcome. Spring will come. Not for a while, for us, but it will come.

Went out to dinner last night with some friends, and we cackled and ate chow mein. This morning? I’m back at my desk, staring at my space opera and trying to write. Some mornings go better than others. On the mornings when it’s going slowly, I rather think just showing up and plugging away at it must have some merit. I’ll catch all the dreck in the revisions.

early morning writing

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One Comment

  1. Fred says:

    Never underestimate the value in writing of just showing up.

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