Rebelling ... Against Myself

I am so tired of editing book no. 1 (and just tired in general) and I really, really want to start working on something new (or something I haven't finished, anyway) but I'm trying to be disciplined and finish one project before I start another. But tonight I'm rebelling against myself. I started looking around at random blogs that I haven't visited in a while (including mine). I'm thumbing my nose at book no. 1 and saying, "I don't want to and you can't make me!"

Then again, I just had a cup of "Awake" tea and I'm suddenly feeling much less sleepy, so ... back to reading and editing, I guess. Is it a bad sign that I'm weary of this book or good that I have so many other ideas I'm anxious to work on?

Yes, ideas. New ideas. I thought of a really great one just today after I read Jennifer Brown's "The Hate List," a young adult novel. She wrote about bullying and admitted in the author's note at the end that she was bullied in school. I started thinking about things that I went through in high school (not bullying) and I thought of a really great story with vivid characters, relate-able issues and some cool plot points.

But, there's that annoying book no. 1 whispering in my ear "Finish me," so I can't work on anything new yet. Arg!