It's been one of those weeks. Work has consumed most of my time and energy. I managed to do most of the research I needed to start on the story and start on the first scene, but I'm feeling edgy. I need to take some 'me' time and make some real progress. This weekend is looking like a good candidate for productivity.
I'm taking the rest of the night off. My writers group meets tonight, and I have a story up for critique. I'm going to head out early, and have some dinner. That'll give me plenty of time to finish reading the other story being critiqued this week and maybe, just maybe, get some more work done on my new story.