I started June like a madman, and now I've hit the wall. The summer vacation wall. The "why-the-hell-am-I-more-busy-when-I'm-not-working" wall.
The only thing I've touched (writing-wise) in the last five days is a revision/rewrite of a piece I'm hoping makes it. Maybe I've just jinxed myself. Maybe not.
The boys did help me sort my old Lego sets, and we've been piecing together some classic space kits from the 1980s thanks to the instruction scans found at Peeron.com. (http://www.peeron.com/inv/theme/LEGO/SYSTEM/Space/Classic)
Everybody's napping. Maybe I can manage ten minutes of writing. Maybe.