At least this morning I didn't wake up feeling like I'd been kicked in the head, despite another hour-long bout of insomnia in the middle of the night. Perhaps it had something to do with having gone to bed early.

I don't mind waking up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I really don't. But I'd like to be able to go back to sleep afterwards!

Probably going to spend most of today feeling slightly rushed. Matt needed to drop off his car for a checkup and inspection and stuff, so I followed him and took him to work, which gets me to work about half an hour later than usual. Not too bad, really, but it tends to make me feel a little hurried.

And when I got to my desk and checked my mail, I discovered I'm supposed to be having a meeting at 8:30 to discuss my annual goals and such with my supervisor. So I've got a grand total of about 25 minutes to slap together my journal entry and get it posted.

So no long, thoughtful, insightful entry today.

I know, I know - thoughtful and insightful aren't exactly what you'd call my entries most of the time anyway.

The voices in my head are not being very cooperative. Over the weekend, they started showing me this scene that will eventually be part of one of our novels. Not the one I'm currently editing, and not the one we'll be writing after this, though. A scene from the third novel to be written.

I thought, maybe if I knocked out the scene as an unfinished chapter, they'd let me get back to editing in peace.

No dice. As soon as I finished the one bit of writing, they started hitting me with another scene.

I tried to explain that it was going to be a long time before we got around to writing that story. They didn't listen. I got yet another scene this morning as I was driving from Matt's office back to mine. What am I supposed to do with all this?

Oh, well, at least I won't be able to complain that I'm bored anytime soon...

--Liz