I’ve just come back from San Francisco. Dead tired but I need to write.
The hardest thing about writing… besides the writing bits… is managing the time. We all have life. And some of us end up having two lives, really…the normal 9-5 work and social life then the hermit pigeon writer’s life that’s crammed in between the seconds of the first life.
Some days are better than others. Some days, the first life steps out for a cup of tea and the hermit scurries in to suck up all of the time.
My pigeon will be sucking up a lot of time this week. It has to. We’ve a lot to do. :::grins::::