When It Rains It Pours

When It Rains It Pours

Didn’t want to bike in the rain.  Made excuses.  Said it was pouring though it was only drizzling.  But here I am.  Glad I came, though now it really is pouring.

Lesson for today:  Do it!  Do it!  Do it!  Practice!  Practice!  Practice!  It’s okay.  The ride gets easier.  If I take a break and not ride, it only slows down the process, puts a stop on what’s important.

And that gets us to why I’m really here on this hilltop in a rain and windstorm; it is to write my new novel “Marisa,” which by the way is going great! Near the end of the first draft but I have to keep at it every day.  Just something.  Anything. Just a thought.  As long as its 1,000 words a day. 

So that ‘s it for today.  Got to go fill that blank page. Happy Sunday.