As much as I wanted to write this weekend, it just didn't happen, and now I'm out of time. Time is always my enemy when it comes to writing. In a fantasy life I could write for hours and hours each day and never run out of things to say... scary thought I know! But in real life there are other things to be done, and a beloved spouse who enjoys spending time with me too. So I have to budget my time and make bargains with my writer's soul, and try to fit it all in whenever possible.
Housework won out this afternoon, no more putting it off. I've only just started on what needs to be done, but it is a start and that feels good! And so my friends, I head for bed a little heavy hearted, my brain stuffed with words wanting to exit via keyboard, knowing morning comes all too early. But tomorrow is another day, and I shall return to write again! :-) Goodnight all.