A week of torture and look how far I've come...to...nowhere.
I have absolutely no idea what to post today. (This is where you yell at me to get to work!) I dibbled and I dabbled yesterday. Scottie and I tried to hang out, but he was too busy trying to figure out who he is. So, today, I have nothing to post about. Stat Counter is so not going to like this post. Tina suggested I create a metaphor using my puppy as the Snowflake Method, which is funny since Mariah suggested the same thing yesterday. Uh...considering Puppy is one of the major factors in my writing neglect, I think she can be ignored on the blog for a bit. The biggest thing my writing and Belle share is the intense production of a lot of crap. Heather is so going to yell at me for the self-deprecation.
Okay, I'll make a goal for the day: I will begin my plot map and allow the first three steps to click and fall into place in my head. Then, when that happens, I will share. Deal?
Have I redeemed myself?
No, well, fine, here's a little bit of Puppy for you then.
(Belle is on the left, we are baby-sitting Louie on the right while his fam is in Florida)
Here, have some sunrise.
It's criminal for someone with so much to do to be this bored...