I have a million things to write. Novels upon novels. There was my birthday on the 26th that I cooly didn’t write about. There was thanksgiving with my parents I missed on writing about. There was the girl on the train this morning with the button that read “It SUCKS to be me.”
All this and I haven’t been able to get a moments peace to jot it down.
Things have got to change in regards to my creative life. I feel as if I am being stretched too thin.
Things have got to change… now.
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Speaking of Birthdays…happy belated B-day to you! I so meant to call you and I so didn't and it was that day before Thanksgiving craze…so many apologies and many hugs. But this time of year is just nuts! I hear ya!
Amy