Housekeeping

The famous line of Al Paccino’s, “Just when I thought I was out… they pull me back in” has been running through my head the last week or so.  I’m back to work in my old industry.  I really and truly feel like I’m in the mob and can’t get out.

My only consolation is that I’m working with Ava again.  It’s been a year since we worked together.  I had a really great time working with Kelli and her husband, but unfortunately the money and benefits of the old industry won out.  Apparently, my sanity and disposition are not as important as weekends off and cheap insurance.

Pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbtttt.

One good side effect is that I suspect my writing will get back to normal.  I’ve been on a three and a half month break from writing anything new.  I can’t begin to imagine why that is…I’ve been under less stress and certainly haven’t used my brain as much as I was before.  Either way, the page count dropped seriously low and today I wrote four new pages.

Thank goodness, because poor Thomas and Francesca have been waiting impatiently to get to the opera so I could royally screw up their lives.