Trying to find the time....

The day job that I landed at the beginning of the month, is nice - which makes a change from many others I've had in the past. But - -

But, it's not writing.

Finally my financial negative stress is beginning to get under control, and with it the constant f**king headache is evaporated much of the time.

But, right now, I need TIME. TIME for the rewrite. And the day job is getting in the way something horrible. It has replaced financial stress as the main personal creativity-prevention nightmare.

I am managing a few hours every day, but I know I should be spending much more than 'a few'.
(I want to say, sleep can happen to someone else?...?)

So I'd better go get on with that! Writing, that is.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

Doesn't matter how many eggs you've got - without a chicken to sit on 'em, you're unlikely to get anymore chickens ...

...

Unless you get one of those heat lamp type nest box thingies? And you've a got a manual to tell you what temperature won't turn them into meringues.


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I may be suffering some insanity at the moment? ... Mind you, that's normal for me.

RIGHT! BACK TO WRITING!