Slightly motivated?

I meant to be writing fiction right now, but while I have the motivation I lack the focus.  Still, 612 words yesterday, and some minor epiphanies about the third act, so to speak, of The Hellion Prince, so that's good.  After lunch I'll be caffeinated and probably more able to marshal my mental forces... but I'll also be gaming, and afterward probably watching Criminal Minds.  So I'm not likely to accomplish much today, and I don't have any plausible scapegoat apart from myself.  But the weekend may still be plenty productive.  Or even late this evening.

I'm not sure why I always forget how well music motivates me.  Music for the motivation, caffeine for the focus, and my productivity levels begin to resemble those of a functional human being.