Procrastination...because

I am procrastinating from writing and editing.

Yes, it is a bad habit. I am being very careful that my daydreaming oldest son isn't watching me. I wouldn't want to be a bad influence on him.

The rationalization is that I need to get some promotion book done.

The truth is that I don't really want to be writing right now, and I definitely don't want to be editing the next novel in the Theodoric Saga.

It isn't the novel's fault, it is the editing's fault. I don't like editing. 

Don't worry, I won't let myself procrastinate too long.

Look, laundry to fold.

That novel will make it to print, along with the anthology (the writing I am avoiding).

The rough draft of the last story for the anthology is almost finished.
Hubby approved half of the finished stories already with only minor changes needed.

Now if only I could get him to approve the cover design. I am going to have to go back to the drawing board for that one.

Too much to do and too little time in which to do it. I really need to stop procrastinating and get back to work.

Or bed. It is getting late.

Tomorrow is another day. I intend to write tomorrow! I will write tomorrow!

Until then, here are some excerpts from my current WIPs:

I requested some of the ale the others had obviously imbibed in and a bit of bread and cheese. One could usually fare well on bread and cheese no matter how bad the cooking was in the establishment. Though, judging by the grime on the tables and the greasy film on bench beneath me, I could be risking my health with the ale.
             - Dentin's POV (unnamed very short story)

The events of the past few weeks suddenly pressed down on me. Keeping the sob in my throat by will alone, I watched the approaching man with helpless hope.
            - Myah POV (Diaspora)