I haven't spent much time sitting and writing
Earlier today I spent about a half hour on my front porch, writing, and even that was interupted by this need of that child and many distractions. Tomorrow will be an early morning appointment followed by, I hope, a lot of sitting at the desk and writing.
I need to focus.
I need to work on my secret project.
I need to download some of the wondrous stuff that is happening.
I need to write.
I need to focus.
I need to work on my secret project.
I need to download some of the wondrous stuff that is happening.
I need to write.


The urge to write, I know it too Julie. Even when I feel like a fraud writing helpful, upbeat, useful information - the messages from inside remind me it's my voice needing to be released. I need 'it'. Someone else needs it as well. My brother called to say thanks for an article I'd written and forwarded to him. It was perfect timing as he'd just ended a relationship with a woman. He said that indeed, one door closing allowed another to open. One he'd been considering but had just peeked through. It renewed faith in myself.
Posted by: Virginia Reeves | April 29, 2008 at 04:24 PM