Three weeks ago, I set aside the book manuscript I was working on to attend to the studio. I'd just gotten word that the extended contract had fallen through and I wanted to finish a few paintings that I had in the works up there. I also needed to sort and purge and move everything out of it in those three weeks. I got all that accomplished but in the process came up with several series of paintings that I want to do. In a couple of weeks, I'll have my home studio ready and can get started on them.
In the meantime, I'm off for a 9-day writing retreat on Whidbey Island and have a whole bunch of projects in mind for that too. I'm closing in on a final draft on my book on sugar addiction, I'm contemplating a chapbook of poems, and I have a novel drafted that's waiting for revisions. But percolating in the back of my mind is the start of the next thriller. Yikes! So many ideas, so much to do.