Am I Truly a Writer and Other Questions for the Universe

Winter has literally disappeared and I’m damned if I know what happened to it. One minute it was Thanksgiving and we were eating turkey and the next, it’s almost Easter and the crocuses are blooming. My personal life has been an upheaval of joys and sorrows lately, but I’ve been working practically nonstop all winter long. Editing gigs are always a good thing, except they interfere ferociously with my writing time. If I work for eight or ten hours, I’m loathe to sit down at the computer again...