I like beer. And etc.

Right now, as I type this, I'm sipping my very first glass ever of a Samuel Adams ale--the creamy stout. And I'm enjoying it--as advertised, it's a little creamy, full-bodied, quite tasty. I dig it.

I like beer. I don't drink it very often, but on hot days when I have to be outside, or if I've been extremely busy and a bit stressed, a nice cold glass of something foamy is very refreshing. Just one, maybe two. Plus it gives the added benefit of helping me to relax a little. It also helps to get the creative juices to flowing, to lower inhibitions just a tad, and let those ideas sort of come out past my sometimes over-zealous editor. More than two, though, and I start getting drunk, and that never leads to anything useful.

Haven't done any writing yet. I've been running errands. There were some things I just desperately needed to do, stuff I needed to get, and then when I got home I had an invite to a lunch at work. How could I say no? So I went back to the office on my day off to share a sub sandwich with my co-workers.

Now I'm going to chill for a little while before diving back into the world of Mythophobia. I'm into the final act now, and this is when the true nightmare begins. My favorite part. If done right this could move this baby from the realm of the standard slasher flick into something special.

As such I want to be at a point where I can just sit and write and write and write until I'm done. Interruptions should be avoided at this point. Wish me luck.

Have I mentioned how much I dig Tristania? If you indulge in creative pursuits their music is conducive to the creative process. Really. Give them a shot. You won't regret it.