There’s a full moon out tonight and I’m supposed to be the sane one in my family, but I’m filled with a restless energy and want to howl at the moon. This always happens when I finish a book (which I did yesterday) It takes me a day or two of craziness before I’m ready to settle into the next project.
This has been a strange couple of weeks for me. The borderline, the raised by wolves and I are in a peaceful place. There’s always a honeymoon period between crises and I always enjoy th peace and love that we share during these times. Meanwhile my mind has been churning with new ideas. They’ve been tumbling over each other in my head and I’m frantically keeping track of the creative nuggets that are appearing on a wall in my office that’s covered with dry-erase poster paper.
There are times as a writer I feel as if the well is dry, that I have no more stories to tell, then suddenly the ideas blossom in bits and pieces, giving me just enough to get me excited again. My well is full at the moment and I love it!
Speaking of loving things, my hubby loves Twinkies and I heard a rumor that Hostess was going to stop making them. It just so happened that my grocery store had the Hostess stuff on sale so I bought ten boxes of Twinkies and five boxes of Hostess cupcakes. I DIDN’T KNOW THERE WAS AN EXIRATION DATE ON TWINKIES! We have to eat all of those boxes in the next two weeks! Fortunately that means I won’t have to cook dinner for the next fourteen or fifteen days. Twinkie anyone??
Take care and keep reading!