Seems like we’re all a little preoccupied to play with the round robin, so we’re going to shuffle that to “on hold” status. If you don’t like having it left up in the air, well, the dead bodies all come to live and eat everyone, the end. Hopefully at a later date we can make it a more satisfying HEA such as two zombies really have the hots for each other and discover there is love after death.

Writing has its ups and downs for everyone. Some people can write when the world is crashing in on them. They’re able to tell the firetruck hold off for one more minute while frantically typing away on a really “hot” scene while the place is smoldering to ashes around them. Other people find they can’t write today because the moon isn’t aligned with the proper constellation. Then there’s the rest of us in the middle. Some days we frantically write as the words pour through us and out our fingertips and other days we sit with that cursor staring at us and wondering what’s on TV or isn’t there a blog I haven’t checked 10 times today. Right now, my kids are home for the summer. This is tampering with my muse, she really wants to write, but can’t seem to write when we snatch a few odd moments here and there.

I wish I could afford to send them to more camps, but honestly, those things are expensive and I can’t justify the expense when I’m not bringing in any dough. So for now I’m not writing. You could tie my to the computer and I don’t think any words would trickle out. Maybe tomorrow I’ll woe my muse with something, anything to bring her back to full throttle.

What do you do when your muse takes a holiday? Are you a no matter what this MS is getting finished or I don’t know how I’m ever going to get this MS finished?