Challenges of working at home…(A day in the life of a writer)

Even more distracting is the ruckus of children playing outside. Their screams of joy and excitement, the squeals of laughter… ugh the sound of plastic tires of their motorized car on the pavement in the cul-de-sac. (Which can either be “Aw they are having so much fun” or “God I wish they’d go play somewhere else so I can concentrate and the damn dog would stop barking!”

Maybe I’m getting sick…(A day in the life of a writer)

Last week my lovely was again out of town, so I was left to my own devices…scary isn’t it? Not really, I took care of the doggy, (heartgard cuz ya know ya gotta take care of that…) loved on the kitties, (I have to say, I do love when the kitten nestles beside me in the wee hours of the morning and nudge me so that he can lay his head on my arm. Maybe he does love me after all.)