Writing

So, after our little blowout last night, now *I* want to pick up writing again, at least a little a day.   Here's some things I need to write about.  Why we argued last night.  What we can do about it.  That's the nonfiction.  I don't know, I feel like I got everything off my chest, though.  We'll see what today brings.

Chris approached me to GM a game on a new virtual table he found called roll20.  We'll do a few test games, and then maybe, hopefully run my Edwardian Noir World of Darkness campaign, I hope I hope I hope.  That will require a lot of writing on my part, and I'm excited to tackle it.  The one drawback is, I have to go through the ruination of our stuff next door, and find my gaming supplies and the notebooks where I started.  I haven't even so much as seen my dice bag since Sandy. All my stuff is scattered, and that makes me sad.  So, for fiction, I have writing to do for that.

I figure, as long as I put down a few paragraphs a day, I'll stay sharp.