Friday, 7 January 2011

Stealing time.

The thing with writing is that it is a solitary pursuit. To do it effectively you need your own little space with your own music and most importantly only your own demands to satisfy.
This is very difficult when you live in a house full of people that love you but also are highly dependent on you.
This is why I have taken to stealing time. I'm finding myself competively racing to get up the earliest on a Saturday morning (with a toddler that is quite an ambition) and to go to bed later than the husband.
I've decided that sleep is really far too much of a luxury and that like all bad habits it has to be given up.
We'll see how that......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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