It is so muggy outside, as someone said, you can't fall down because the air is so thick it holds you up. I'm out painting my fence in the shaded area which means mosquitoes so thick they can carry you off. I should be writing and plotting but with six books done; one sold, one being shopped by an agent, another being read by agent, it is easy to rest my creative brain. What I fear is that it will become rusty. I've considered writing a few short stories but I've never been good at that. Even as a kid my stories would soon become chapters and full fledged novels. I wanted to keep going, to know more about the heroine's story, to find out what happens next.
I do have a couple of books to revise, but find myself unmotivated. Perhaps it is the sweltering heat. Perhaps the unfinished fence with 12 sections done and 14 more to go, or grief for my dog or exhaustion still from the intense residency. All excuses. *grin* Writers are good with making up stuff and excuses are first sometimes.
How about you? Are you finding motivation? Or have you, like me slowed down in the mid summer heat.