…but I’m missing my blog. I thought I’d say a few things before heading upstairs.
I’ve finished re-reading what I wrote already on The Book. I still like it. I’ve also done most of my research on the stuff that needed researching up to this point. So… I guess I’m ready to start making words fit together in new ways!
My writing area is a lot different than it was for the first chunk-o-book, though. I’m in the house now, instead of hiding in the cold, uncomfortable shed, sitting on a toilet. I shit you not.
Now, I have pillows in front of the fireplace – but I also have constant interruptions. Not great.
But! I’ve been re-learning how to do several things at once, even if I don’t want to. I change the track of my thoughts so very many times in a day at The Job that I’m getting good at it. I hope.
Anyway, that’s really it. I have to retire for the night – because my brain is running out of my ear and pooling down around my collarbone.
heretherebespiders 
Blessings of the Muses on anyone who has A Book.
And oh, I know that feeling of the brains on the collarbones…
Yes, sort of warm and comforting…because it’s impossible to be truly worried when your brain has already melted…
Your current writing conditions sound like an incredible improvement from before, though I understand the frustration of being interrupted every few minutes, even if it is by something furry and purry.
I probably would be back out in the shed, if it wasn’t piled up with so much stuff I can’t even see my former ‘throne.’ After all, those seats are pretty well designed for sitting upon, even with the lid down!
Maybe you should give it a try for NaNoWriMo this year in November? 😮