Maybe it's the venti white mocha with four shots of espresso.
Maybe it's the music, a play list of my current favorites.
Maybe it's the fact that I have all evening, distraction free, to work on my writing.
Maybe it's the great books I've read lately, inspiring me.
Maybe it's because I haven't really worked on Temper in so long I've forgotten the flaws and built up the parts that really work in my mind.
Probably it's a blend of all of these.
Either way, right now, I'm feeling rather fond of Temper, which is so nice considering my avoidance of it lately. Right now I really love it-- it's funny, the plot is solid, the characters are charming. It's... just... awesome.
And I'm going to finish it. Polish it up. And make it even awesomer (not a real word, but should be).
I'm not scared of my deadline anymore.