Pages Written... 1?
Listening to... The wind outside
Exercise Done... Give me a break. It's five a.m.

Woke up about 3:30am, got up and used the bathroom, came back to bed...and while I was comfy and cozy, I was also awake. And the brain started to play. And before I knew it, I had another POV on the Gina novel. And while I didn't exactly know where it would go, I couldn't let it rest - or rather, it wouldn't let me rest.

So I got up, made tea, turned up the heat, put on a woolly hat and two scarves around my neck, and came out to the garret that is my office to write it all down.

Not too bad, I will say, for stumbling thoughts at four ten in the morning.

I'm not even going to attempt the new novel in this state of mind, not when I'm now firmly enmeshed in both my past and the Gina novel's past.

But my current thinking on the Gina novel is a hack and slash job; making it more mainstream (though it's pretty damn mainstream to begin with), possibly a memory piece with flashbacks, though what I'd love to do is handle it a la Rosamunde Pilcher and 'The Shell Seekers'. A good reason to re-read that, and take notes this time on how she segues from past to present.

But the new novel is the one that I need to concentrate on, esp since I'll BE in Rome next month and I really need the writeoff.

Now it's 5:05am, two full hours before I have to be up, and if I go back to bed now I will oversleep and the kids will oversleep and it will be bad. So I guess I'll see if the papers are here, and cozy up in the living room with the news and another cuppa tea.