La Vie Boheme

Note to myself:

Never stop writing for the day at the end of a scene. Stop in the middle of a conversation if you can.

Guh. I haven't written a word yet this morning and I've been staring at Word for nearly an hour. Why? Because I finished at the end of a scene on Friday that made me extremely happy. Starting now from another scene (and I KNOW what scene, so that's not the problem) is like starting a cold engine in the middle of January. Won't turn over. Feeling sleepy isn't helping. Bouncy Scottish music and caffeine aren't helping yet either. Yet.

Whine whine whine. I need to either shit or get off the pot.