Now that the holidays are over, I'm running out of excuses not to write. Writing is a lot like exercise, not that stomach crunches compare to turning out chapters, but try getting out of the routine. It's so tough to get back in the habit.
I do my best writing early in the morning, when the house is absolutely quiet. Sipping steaming freshly brewed Maxwell coffee, while the words seem to flow off the tips of my fingers, life doesn't get much better.
But getting out of a warm bed in my drafty old house takes a huge amount of discipline. Better late than never, I guess my New Year's resolutions has to be write, write, and crunches.
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