One of the worst things about being a writer is wanting to write, but having other stuff that is more pressing. It feels like suffocating, like there’s breathe in me that can’t get out to left fresh air in. Then, when I get to sit down and can start, there are so many scenes in my head trying to get out at once, and they bottleneck and can’t. How do others deal with this?
Being busy and wanting to write!
16 Saturday Feb 2019
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Alys Marchand 