I found ninety minutes to write last week..! Small victories, right?
Still plodding along on Story Three in the Knox series, still having ideas pop into my head for it (along with a fourth I want to get to), but the pace of life has caught up to me. I no longer feel I can dedicate large chunks of time in front of my keyboard. I have to steal small slices where I can, and I don’t get those often.
I know, I’m whining. I want to finish Story Three and post it, especially for those here who have read and reread my other efforts. Writing also used to be my escape, my refuge from the daily grind, and I enjoy(ed) it.
One foot in front of the other, and I’ll get there eventually…