Write, right?

I’ve been blaming the fashion show for not being able to write. Then it was the day after the fashion show, and I was tired (pathetic excuse). On Monday I got lured away from the desk by an invitation to lunch. Today’s excuse was a Year 9 Options meeting for parents at Son’s school.

Writers write. I know this.

They write – they sit down to write even when they don’t feel like it.

So stop making excuses, stop reading The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, go and write.

I just needed to tell myself that.

WRITE.

Scaredy Cat

Oh god.

Look what I’ve got.

I’m rather scared.

It feels a bit like a last chance …

Here you are – here’s the time, here’s a room, here’s the hardware, the support. Go and do it now.

If I don’t write now, here, with no distractions, then perhaps I really don’t want to do it all that much.

*Gulp*