I hate Mondays after a holiday weekend. Especially when the weather is gorgeous outside, and I can't take VTO because I'm poor and need the money. Bah. Makes me sick.

Of course, the fact that I'm STILL not writing has nothing to do with this crankiness. Nothing at all.

Bah.

I stopped at the library tonight and picked up Writing Down the Bones and The Artist's Way in hopes of stifling my internal editor. That's my big problem - I have ideas, but when I get to putting words down, I decide they're horrible and delete them.

Sucks to be me. Damn, I need a vacation.

July 31st cannot come fast enough.