I can’t remember if I posted pics of my new office the other day.  For the sake of saving time, I’ll post the picture again.

I’ve been looking forward to caving it today.  It’s what writers call it when they lock themselves up and cut themselves off from the real world to “write.”  Yeah…my first day of caving it after quitting my day job didn’t go so well.  I assumed that I would shut my door and the world would stop and I would spit out some great scenes in my beautiful new office.

Nope.

I was so damn busy all day and barely got a whole paragraph written.  This is what my desk looks like after my first day of caving it.

There’s a few Diet Pepsi cans in there somewhere.  And maybe a snickers bar.  And this is AFTER I cleaned up the box of thumbtacks I dropped on the floor.  But…all in all I had a relatively productive day.  Not with writing.  I did get 57 books packaged and shipped, which is progress.

Oh, and I wrote this little teaser.  Prepare yourselves ladies, Will is in a frisky mood with Lake!

I try to think of why it’s not a good idea, but I can’t.  I can’t think.  All I want to do is help her finish getting her damn shirt off.  I swim across the water and ease closer to her until our faces are just inches apart.  She looks at me with a gleam in her eyes, almost like she’s daring me. Without taking my eyes off hers, I grasp the sleeves of her shirt and slide them down her arms, then yank the shirt off completely. I throw it onto the concrete patio behind her, then lower my hands to her waist until I find the button on her jeans. When I snap it open, she gasps.  I lean in and whisper in her ear as I ease her zipper down, “Why stop there?”