You know resistance is bad when...

[vaneramos]

You decide to cajole yourself into working on the novel by offering a favourite treat: an evening alone at the -bar (cheap Sunday night beer, a basket of chicken wings, books to read, notebook, beloved fountain pen). Dressing to go out, you decide to check the weather forecast on your browser. You sit down for a moment.

Forty-five minutes later you're still sitting in the warm apartment in sweater, jacket, scarf and hat.

Bye now.