The good:

I’m so deep in the writing place that I can barely tear myself away to plan my lessons for the week.

The bad: 

I have to write lessons.  So I have to tear myself away from the deep writing place.

The deep, deep, where you can’t hear what anyone’s saying to you because right now, the real world is the one you’re writing place.  The fog is so thick, in here, that even though I know I have to wake up and plan these lessons, I’m having a very hard time.

I thought maybe writing a blog post about it would help.

It isn’t.