Do Not Disturb Reader Inside

More than anything I want more time to read. Don’t get me wrong, I read every day, but my reading comes in choppy chunks usually between “tantrums”, “diaper changes”, “honey where’s the”, “what’s that burning smell”, and “oh no!  the toilet just over flowed” moments. What I dream about is a luxurious block of uninterrupted time.

Ah, that would be heaven.

A nice sunny spot with a wide soft chair I can curl up on with a warm blanket. Someplace where I can close the door and shut out the real world so I can concentrate on the world of the story.

A girl can but dream!

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