Storms

Today's writing prompt music:

A series of storms rolled through last night, and I didn't sleep well. I used to love storms, but now whenever the weather gets hairy around here I worry about flooding so much that I wake up and watch out the windows until it's over.

Yesterday was fantastic on the writing front. I made a breakthrough on the Blackthorne rewrites, and I pleased about it. The work I've been doing on myself lately has been paying off. That's a relief, and it feels damned wonderful to find the joy again.

​Sometimes, you have to stare out the window until things make sense again.