Traditionally, winter has been my writing season. The days are cold and rainy, with not so much to do outdoors. This winter has been different! After a blazingly hot and dry summer, winter has been what I wish summer was – mild days with just the right amount of rainfall for things to grow. It’s meant feeling the need to be outside working, however. Getting caught up on everything I couldn’t do in summer because conditions didn’t cooperate. Trouble is, I’m getting nothing done book-wise. And when I let my writing sit unattended for days or weeks, I’ve lose my train of thought. When I get back to it again I almost feel like I’m starting over. No good. I need to carve out some time every day and stick to it.
Finding the Time
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