I’ve been away from writing for too long. Oh, I’ve been writing and thinking and reading. But not writing for hours at a time. A daughter in town, friends from Scotland, school visits, a book launch, and ongoing renovations have fragmented my time into moments and bits of work.
(The launch went well, despite a spring snow storm. The tattoos didn’t arrive in time, but there were spiders for a scavenger hunt, and prizes.)
Today I’m settling back into writing, in the hours before and after the counter installation and plumbing disaster. And I feel good. It’s such a pleasure to write, to settle into a story for a little while and play.
I’ve been thinking about what writers do to play, and I think this is it – we write. We might do other things too, but the joy comes in writing.
Maureen
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