Icing on the Cake

I am brain dead tired. Pure and simple.

It seems this past week that I have been pushing myself as far as I can when it comes to writing. I am damned and determined to finish Mady's story before the end of Summer... But wait, Summer hasn't even began yet. What is wrong with me?

Well that is a discussion for another time and place!

On top of writing anywhere from 1000 - 2500 words a day this past week, I have also had the bright idea to take cake decorating classes with my mom.

I don't even like cake - or icing. (But I do enjoy the time with my mom.)

In preparation for tomorrow's class, my mom and I had to make 4 - that is FOUR - pounds of icing today. I am thinking after this is all said and done, my next character is going to own a cake shop or something. I need some sort of reason for taking these classes especially since as I said a few lines up, I do not eat cake or icing, and neither do my husband or son. My daughter, well she will eat anything with the label contents of sweet. However, being a year old, I limit her sugar intake to about barely any.

Speaking of my next character, I had a BPL meeting on Saturday, the 12th. It was alright. My dialogue in my chapter 6/7 seems to be awkward when reading. Yuck. When revision time comes, I will worry about awkward scenes then. Until then, I am typing as fast as my mind can think.

But at the meeting I was asked what my next project was about.
I just looked at her with a stupid look on my face. Next project??? I am still working on THIS project. I don't have time to think about a new one. Then she proceeded to fill me in on her workload. I about choked on my water, that would have been embarrassing.
She obviously doesn't sleep, ever.

So I came home and started thinking about her question and advice.
Then my thoughts collided with several other thoughts.

Hmmm, maybe I do have an idea. A cake decorator from Colorado or Texas. (I like to keep my setting in places I am most comfortable with.)
Okay it is a very small one, but an idea none the less. Right?
Maybe I'll just keep working on it.

In the mean time, I will keep on writing.