Trying to find a summer groove

It's been harder than usual to get moving on my next project, a Trent/Jenks novella.  Today should be better as I'm slowly wedging into this man's head and his reactions begin to come easier.  (Mmmm, I need to capitalize on that feeling . . .  Just got an idea . . . ) Taking a week off to plot out a few non-Hollows ideas that I had previously simply shoved to the back of my head to forget about isn't helping either.  The opportunity to maybe work on them has proven to be more enticing than I gave it credit for, and I'm distracted.  And not in a good way.  I'm making progress, but not as much as I wanted to, and things need to shift or it's going to be a miserable couple of weeks.

So today, I'm shoving said ideas firmly back in the closet until I can truly work on them, and C.O.N.C.E.N.T.R.A.T.E–as I often say to Thing Two as I touch my hand to my forehead, then his, as if we're trying to exchange thoughts but really I'm trying to wedge into his to bring down all his laundry, not just the first layer.

The contest for submissions for the world book Hollows Gazette pictures is done, and I've got a bunch of smiling faces to choose from to give a face to my top two reporters, Devin and Whinney.  This has been wonderful, guys, all the way around, and I have to thank you again.  I'll have my favorite mug shots up at the website tomorrow, and then the winners of that and the fountain shortly after.  It feels like it's wrapping up!