It really hit me this morning. (I was on my way to my 4th day of schools near Columbus.) I miss writing. I can do revisions and little bits of writing when I'm traveling, but I'm craving those long sessions -- weeks in a row -- where I do nothing but write. That's when a book can become the center of my universe. The road is great. I'm loving the schools I've been to these last two or htree months. But there's a gap in my world.
Now blogging, I can always manage to fit in...
Published on April 16, 2009 14:30