As you can see, my writing time is dependent on my children being asleep.
No worries. There's always tomorrow. Slow pace, forgive yourself, and try again the next day.
These talks began a few weeks ago when I figured out that, on a good day, I have three hours to write.
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.