Cross-Eyed Brain

The last two days, I've been working on developmental edits for my light contemporary romance during the day and writing on my medieval scottish romance at night.
I don't usually multi-task in this way, but I'd thought I'd jazz things up a bit, add some spice to my writing life (sad, I know). I suspect this is going to end badly, badly as in a heroine sipping on a Starbucks latte in her medieval castle while a hero strolls down Manhattan dressed in nothing but leather boots and plaid.