The last few days have just been way too distracting. I’ve gotten maybe 300 words written. If that. I have the concetration of a gnat right now. Well, let me rephrase because as far as I know gnats have wonderful powers of concentration. I have the concentration of a 3 year old.
It doesn’t help that things at work are in an uproar and I’m not feeling too much job security at the moment. Unemployment is not on my agenda at the moment.
So, as soon as I finish here I’m going to open my word doc and not let myself be distracted from getting my thoughts down. I so want to finish this story and get it sent out somewhere. I’m in the mood to have a #4 on my resume.
Cerian Hebert 