Sixteen Minutes

So it's my birthday in sixteen minutes and I am giving myself a gift this year. What is it, you ask?

Time.

I have taken the day off from my Day Job and I'm staying up all night (or as late as these old tired bones will last) and I'm working on my WIP. For once, my family is asleep before me. No one needs to attention or for me to come look at something cool on the Internet... it's just me.

And I love it.

I'm starting to have fun with my WIP. And more than that, I have another story trying to dig its way out of my brain so I have to finish this one and move on.

Oh, to be writer. Well, a full-time, well-paid writer... one day. ;)