Shhh! The vultures will hear!

[image error]For those who didn’t tune in, yesterday. This is my new writing space/office.

I did some tidying up, so it’s more organized and what not. Why did I choose the closet? I needed a place to focus & truthfully…to hide from the vultures. They seem to sense me starting up my computer and swoop in to talk, have me look up stuff, or offer to help me write. Sweet. Yes. I know, but I need author time. During the week, when I am supposed to be able to get writing in, I am busy dealing with schools, doctors, or pharmacies. I can’t simply have one day to just chill and get stuff done.

It hasn’t gone exactly as planned and I realize now that I have given the vultures the perfect opportunity to corner me. I have nowhere to run! However, team Vulture has a traitor amongst them. A vulture who does not try to interrupt my writing. A vulture who simply leaves me alone and enjoys the silence.

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Exhibit A (the Traitor) ——–>

 

 

 

 

 

 

Husband is currently cutting his hair in the bathroom, while I write this so now I feel like I am in a barbershop. [image error] Sigh. One day at a time I suppose