I've organised with hubby to escape the house this evening to make a solid dent in some of those writing projects awaiting my attention.
As you know, writing at a pre-arranged time isn't my usual thing, but I am confident all will go well. If I can find somewhere sensible to go. One of the drawbacks of living way out in the sticks is that there's nowehere to go to write after about 5pm. The closest library closes at 6pm and other than a restaurant or the pub, everything else will be closed. The decision where to go will be more stressful than what to take with me.
I have a short piece with a Friday deadline. Priority one.
Priority two is to make some serious moves on a short story I started weeks ago but hasn't had another look-in thanks to other commitments. Although ideas have been circling my mind, which is definitely a good sign.
Two things will be plenty. Depending where I go (and what time I make that escape), I will have as long as three hours. Yay.