I know most people dread Mondays. I can’t say that I do. That’s not to say that I don’t love the weekends. I do. But Mondays are always so quiet and for Â me it’s like a breather after a busy and often noisy weekend :)
I always appreciate the silence more on Mondays because it comes on the heels of the weekend. By Wednesday or so, I’m usually looking forward to the weekend again and making family plans. Â But ah that Monday morning when the house is completely silent and I have it all to myself and I can sit in my office without any interruptions. It’s a beautiful thing!
Today I’m working on the first Scottish Historical, Ewan and Mairin’s story. Â I’ll fully admit, I’m was skeered spitless to write these. It’s been a long while since I last wrote a historical and I was afraid that maybe I’d forgotten how ;) Â It’s been way more fun than I anticipated. Â I’m loving the characters and my thoughts often drift to the second and third stories in the trilogy (I am easily distracted!) But I take that as a good sign that I’m no longer equating the writing of these stories with the outbreak of the plague *g*
How are Mondays for you? Â I can remember living for the weekend and just mindlessly passing the weekdays until Friday. I’ve learned to enjoy those weekdays because damn, I’m not getting any younger, and the last thing I need is to wish away more of my days!