Let's start simple.
These talks began a few weeks ago when I figured out that, on a good day, I have three hours to write.
I haven't written the next thing.
Thankfully, like the Turtles say, "It's time to go back."
Will they grow out of it? Maybe.
Wrote this before Baby C arrived, and before we knew he was a boy.
Then something funny happened yesterday...
I've been trying to write this for a week to say that I won't be able to write for longer than a week.
I think a lot about what you "give up" to try and become a writer.