It's Friday. After an unexpected change of plans, it seems that I have two free days. My first impulse is always to write. I think, "I have all those hours to sit with my computer and finally get some pages done!". So I sit and I get comfortable and then.... nothing.
Where is my book? Where are my characters? Where is that amazing story I started but can never seem to finish? My stubborn unability to clear my head will be the death of me! Or at least, of my book.
This simply will not do...