Writing

Today was the perfect day to start writing. The weather was mediocre, the dog has a sore paw and doesn't want to play, and Richard left early this morning to go to Dundee. I have had hours and hours of time to myself without interruption. So did I write? No! Well nothing of substance. The odd email doesn't count, nor does the thank you scrawled on the invoice for slip stop powder, nor the cheques from Castleton Dancers. I did do some research on writing for People's Friend and My Weekly. I think I can do it but I just need to get a good idea and then......
One of my problems is that when it comes to writing I am a bit like a hyperactive child and I don't know where to focus. I have so many projects started but incomplete. Which one shall I choose. There's the basic ideas list for a village panto based on Brigadoon. Might be fun. There's the half way through children's novel based loosely on Peter Pan. Worth pursung. There's the idea of the story about the boy who has an adventure inside his desk, which I started for Zach when he was 7 or 8. He is now 17. I have to do a rewrite and planning document for the Bonnie Prince Charlie Show....new working title the Jacobite experience. Perhaps I shall write a short story about a lady recently retired who wants to write but doesn't know what to write about!
Well at least I have written a blog today, so I guess that is something.