Moving the office into the main room, the TV out of sight. It’s the way it probably always should have been. I sure hope this works… Of course it’s just another way to avoid writing. But hopefully I’ll also accomplish a positive change. Since Hope will no longer be allowed to eat in front of […]
I really am getting serious. (I think. How many times have I said that before?) Anyway. The last time I really accomplished something, writing Eve re-named A Star to Steer By re-named Saturday’s Child, re-named that damn first book, I did it by tracking where I was every day. So I’m doing it again. Someone
Christmas schmismas. Just let me write. Oh, yeah–that’s what I’m doing. Thanks to careful planning (ha!) I have only three things to wrap. I let Hope put whatever wherever, so the house is decorated and Hope is happy. I brought home every obligatory co-worker gift so I’ll actually have something to unwrap in the morning.