Rainy Florida Friday Morning

Its raining--but not men, so no hallelujah--here in "sunny Florida". And it's not just raining, it's pouring (cats and dogs kind which is good because my grass is dead and I'm too busy writing book two of my novel series to care about the state of my lawn).
Actually, this is the kind of morning that I would usually stay curled up in bed listening to the downpour of rain on my roof while my bulldog and lab mix snore not-so-quietly beside me. That WAS my life. I haven't slept in since December 21, 2008. I can't sleep in. Trust me, I try, but my mind won't allow it. There's too many conversations to write, or a character that needs one more funny or quirky line or gesture to give you a sense of who they truly are. There's that scene that made me cry again while I was grocery shopping, but now I have to add "one more thing" so you REALLY get a sense of the emotional torture he's going through.
Today, as my dogs are curled up at my feet, the rain sounds like a vichy shower outside my window, and I'm sipping on my yummy cup of Hazelnut Biscotti flavored coffee. My mind is stuck in book two mode--and even an occasional book three moment here and there. I called my loving and oh-so-amazingly-supportive mother a few days ago admitting that I was officially worried about my brain. Another book is starting to lurk in the wings of my creative cranial stage. A whole new book, with a wildly different story and--if I don't say so myself--two kickass characters. It's a spinoff of one of the characters in The Kindrily series, but worlds do collide in small ways and when they do...magic happens.
Now, if I could just get their world to collide with the publishing world, we'd be in beatific business. Happy Friday!