Stella? Stella … ?

I’ve been having trouble getting back into the groove of regular writing. I was so habituated to squeezing small bits of it between classes and related projects and other obligations for most of the year that now, even with the generous spread of time I’ve got for the next several weeks, I can’t seem to get beyond more than a hundred or two words at a time before I dead-end. So I’ve been doing that, writing just a couple of grafs on this or that, stopping, putting it away, walking around or busying myself with something else, then sitting down and pulling out a different story and getting a hundred or so words down on that, then putting it away. And on and on through six or eight different stories/books-in-progress every day.

At that rate I’ll be shopping around a full, multi-volume anthology of my own work before the first piece of it ever comes out.