I would say that I get one solid hour of stress-free, uninterrupted writing time per week. That doesn’t mean I only write during that one hour; it only means that I don’t have seven other things cooking simultaneously. I can’t tell you how much I love this time. My daughter throws back handsprings. I type.Continue reading “I Left My Beloved Laptop In A Fitting Room Yesterday…Senility Is Setting In Sooner Than Anticipated”
