It's been a rough couple of days for writing.  I spent about 2 hours writing yesterday, and got about 1 and half good pages out of it.  I really wrote about 4 pages, but wasn't really crazy about half of what I wrote, so I spent a good amount of time deleting and rewriting.  I finally settled on a solid few paragraphs with some good dialogue. 

Yesterday was the first chance that I had had to write since the 16th.  It was nice to sit and write for a while, but it felt forced.  I decided to stop when I found that solid page and a half and walk away for a while.  I'm not sure that I will write today.  I think I will give myself and my muse a day to recuperate.  I'm not on a deadline, so really, I am in no hurry to bust out a bunch of pages. 

I am finding myself getting more and more excited to write every day, which is very nice.  My mind is constantly turning with ideas and scenarios that I can add in later.  I am trying to write them down as they pop into my head, but sometimes I'm not in a convenient place to do it.  It happens when I'm driving, or working, or getting ready to fall asleep.  But at least new ideas and creativity are happening. 

I will be working on a few art projects that I have going today, and possibly going out to mow :-)  It should be a nice relaxing day before the work week begins again tomorrow.