And as always, writus interruptus....

I should be used to this by now -- that when I think I'm going to have an uninterrupted chunk of time to write, I get interrupted. Could be I've forgotten to do something, or there's a minor family crisis, or an email arrives that requires a response ASAP.

However, I also blame my difficulties getting to the computer yesterday on the fact that it's really tough to "switch gears" from one book to the next. It's kind of like starting your car on a cold winter's day -- it can take awhile to "warm up."

Nevertheless, I'm hopeful I'll have some good writing time this morning, meaning a lack of other activities to distract me, and quiet. I've thought about the new scene, and how I want it to start; I know what has to happen, and where it ought to end. I've even got the last sentence of the scene in my noggin. No doubt the scene will require quite a bit of revision later (my first chapters always do), but at this point, I don't worry about that. It's more important to get something down on paper, or on the screen. Lady, start your engine....