Like a hoedown, but less hay.
Sorry. I'm a bit giddy (and I've been saying that a lot lately). It's been at least a week since I've written a story, and I feel I should apologize to my readers (as well as myself). The whole point of this project is to push myself to be a more consistent, productive, and thought-provoking writer by writing daily. Which is grueling. Coming to London has been an overwhelming experience, and I've packed in a lot of touristy things in the first few days here. I'm physically exhausted, but also mentally exhausted just by taking in new sights and sounds, learning my way around, and learning how things work "the British way". It's been a blast, but doesn't leave much room for writing.
I'm adjusting though, by finding a new best time and place to sit down and force myself to pound the keys (that sounds like torture but it's sweet, sweet torture to write). On Saturday morning I leave for Italy for a week and a bit, which I'm sure will throw things out of wack for a bit yet again, but please, bear with me as I get this train shovelled full of coal and roaring back down the tracks.
Oh, and by the way, my London blog is here if you are interested.