And On The Seventh Day

And then she rested on the seventh day, blissfully drifting into her peaceful writing place, the music ringing in her ears reminiscent of the 1700s. This is how I like to spend my Sundays, my one day off each week: writing in my own little world. 

30,363 words deep and I'm on a roll, next few chapters ripe and ready to be written, I'm back in the groove! Excited =]