Sometimes, getting my brain to shut down is really hard. Take last night, for example.
For whatever reason, when my head hit the pillow, my brain said, “Nope! Not gonna happen!” and I tossed and turned for another 2 hours. Blargh. I hate that.
Wouldn’t be so bad if it happened on a weekend – at least then I can sleep in. Well, mostly. The cat is usually there bright and early no matter what day it is, pushing his cold, wet nose in my face and purring his demands for breakfast.
But I digress…
Usually I can’t shut my brain down when I am thinking about a new story – which I have been.
Soon, the writing will begin…
