I want to write- do I have to do it here?

I love winter. But I still want to curl up under my nice warm blankets and go back to sleep.

Bah, Thursdays.

They say there's a "chance of showers" today. I laughed. In Fresno-speak, this means it'll be clear as a bell, or there will be a downpour. Yeah. And since I have to go out and go to class? Downpour.

I think my raincoat and umbrella have pretty much dried out from Tuesday's downpour. Guess I'll find out.

I'm going to try to get some writing done once I get to school, before class. I have three hours to kill, but somehow I rarely end up writing more than a page or two in the notebook. What is it about writing in public that makes me so nervous I can't do it? It's not as if anyone else in the library cares that I'm writing Harry Potter smut, or even Harry Potter fic in general... Hell, I wrote half of last year's NaNovel at school. (...and was really nervous about that, too. Right.)

I should toss a snippet of something up at aurordark when I get home. Not something from the main thing I'm working on now- that has decided it doesn't want to see light till it's done- but something from one of the other WIPs. Of which there are, as always, far too many. I should also update the unfinished fics meme, but I am afeared.

And again with the not wanting to go to class thing...