Yesterday I thought I had all day to write. I was sitting on my couch, with my laptop where it belonged, on my lap, when I got a text from the nurse who was working.
“Did you forget you were working for me?”
I jumped up, still in my pajamas. “Uh, yup.” I looked at the clock. I was already 15 minutes late. “I’ll be right there.
The end of my writing for the night.
Today, on the other hand, I have been able to write for about 3 hours.
Eden’s story is getting more complex. Sometimes, I think it may be too complex.
I hope not.
’til next time………….