Novel Addictions

I should be doing something right now. Laundry is waiting, my floors are dirty, the furniture is begging to be dusted, and here I sit–blogging. I don’t seem to have much motivation for housework these days. I think it’s because in the back of my mind, I know we’re moving soon, so what’s the point? Bad attitude. And I love lazy weekends. I live for them. I want to do nothing more than curl up with my book and finish it.

Something else I should be doing (but can’t seem to find the motivation or time for these days) is work on my novel. I seem to be stumped on my second chapter. I know where I want to go with it but can’t seem to get that down on paper. I think I need some new inspiration, and I’m trying to glean that from reading. That often helps me get back on track. But it hasn’t happened yet, and here I am blogging instead of writing.

In other news, Will and I are seriously contemplating a move to Nashville. I have a feeling it’s going to happen when our lease is up. In the meantime, we’re biding our time. We grew up near Nashville, so it’s a logical move. It’s no Chicago, but it does have a lot of the appeal of a large city, so I’m sure we can make it work. It’s also close to our families so we can visit whenever we’d like. It’s exciting but a little daunting. I’ll be starting all over with my job again.Sorry for the somewhat “downer” post. I’m just feeling a bit melancholy this weekend. My next post will hopefully be a bit more upbeat.