Kindling

So, Camp Nanowrimo has begun! Officially this past Saturday was the start and I was so excited for the beginning. In fact, I had plans to stay up until midnight on Friday night to start writing at the first first minute that I could. However, I came home from work and the moment I walked in the door, a massive headache split my brain in two and made a home in the middle. After pain meds and water, I was feeling better by midnight but weariness had laid claim on me. I went to bed and told myself that the official start day was Saturday, so I would get to my writing in the morning. Saturday morning. Rising with energy, I neatened up my desk while the coffee brewed, put on comfy slippers and sat in front of my laptop with vigor and energy. Two sentences. I was two sentences in and there was a knock on my door. I had arranged for both of the guys who occasionally work as farm hands for me to be here to assist my father, who brought his backhoe, to clean trees and branches out of the cr...