Crack-head Cowboy

I'm struggling for inspiration, trying to come up with a good short story about a character we met in New Orleans for an assignment due in in January. As part of the assignment we have to review the work of a fellow student; and I have several people waiting on my story. I'd promised them a draft for tomorrow but I'm sitting here with 200 of 2500 words written just not able to squeeze the words out. And this is just one part of one of the five assignments I have due in between the 6th and the 12th of January. At this rate I will be writing (or endlessly prevaricating) on Christmas day!

On a happier note: I put the Christmas tree up yesterday. Last year we were feeling conscious of space and bought a teeny little potted tree that sat on our dining table; this year we decided that a big tree was in order and plumped for a 6 and a half ft. one which now dominates our living room. Yesterday evening we put some music on, drank some wine and decorated our tree which really got us in the Christmas spirit.