Get On With It
I think I may be scraping myself too thin these days. As a writer, a mother, a teacher, a wife, and an artist. I have so many stories in me, but I am uncertain if trying to eek them all out simultaneously, bit by bit on my own and on Kindle Vella, is the right move. The trouble is time and focus. The troubles are time and focus? My brain is tired. That's the rub. It isn't that I don't get enough sleep. In fact, I think I probably get way too much because depression and anxiety often get me down. Getting out of bed is hard sometimes. But even when I manage that, it is a different story to be able to sit down and write. Plus, I am a fantastic procrastinator. Like, really pro. How, you say? Let me give you 20 - 40 examples. Should I actually be writing my fiction stories right now? Phsaw. This is important . Method number one - laundry needs to be monitored. Not done, per se, because once I put it in the machine I should be able to walk away and write. In fact, it is kind