I've noticed that I do tend to write in fits and starts. I hammer out a bunch of stories in a short time frame, spend the next chunk of time re-writing, revising, and assembling submission packets for them, and then I have a lull where I don't create much.
Argh. So much for a steady level of productivity. It's annoying is what it is.
And now for something completely different:
Starting a new belly dance session today. Taken just about the whole summer off from it. I suspect I shall be quite sore tomorrow.
I've been dwelling on this for a while, but I'm going to quit the troupe. This hiatus has pretty much kept me out of recent troupe events, but I realized that I just don't have the time for it. When all's said and done, dancing is a lovely hobby for me, but nothing more. After husband, Hobkin, and writing, priority-wise, it takes bottom rung. So, while I'll continue taking classes for now, I'm going to bow out of the troupe.