Writing, more writing, planning for writing, more writing.

I spent all day writing, except when I was organizing some writing, or learning a new writing program. I conceived and wrote the beginnings for 11 new flash fiction pieces. Tomorrow I’ll write the middles, then Wednesday the ends (it’s for an online class). I am currently the calmest I’ve been since, oh, May of 2012 when my mom first got sick. It is really good to spend the day doing something I both really love and am good at. I feel like a real person. It’s nice.