Now...What Was I Doing Again?
Got off work a little early today as "bank hours" from Saturday's upgrade fiasco. It will give me a chance to catch up on some writing, work out and a few other loose ends. I was thinking the other day that if my writing is "good", as many people say it is, what could it be if I had the time to put some real thought into it? I seem to be screaming from one event to the other lately to the point of distraction. The only time I have to do decent writing, I feel so pressured to "hurry up and get it done" that I don't get past the surface level in my description, dialogue and humor. What's up with that? I'm not implying that I want to move to Tibet and don a robe, just that I think to write really well, you need to commit to doing it in a quiet, distraction free environment, if there is such a thing. How does one achieve this? If you find out, let me know. I AM happy with the frequency of my writing, as opposed to a year ago when I was flounder