There are days when all you want to do is go back to bed. Having survived a slew of such days, with at least a few good (not entirely crap) pages of writing to show for it, I think I’m ready for the weekend.
Part of the curse of a freelance writer is you can’t afford to take a break–most of your breaks are enforced, one way or the other, and so most of them are not good. So I’ve been writing dopey little articles, and making a little money here and there, and hunkering down, waiting for this phase to pass, reading a lot, and taking walks in unlikely places. The weekend would be more of the same.
Happy to have made it ( my entry here) to the Forties club at the Clarity of the Night Contest, and if you haven’t read any of the entries, head on over and read the winners. I’m amaze at the quality of writing, and learned a lot from the winning entries.
Hope the new week would bring a new beginning, and to everyone who left such kind comments on my last post, Thank you!