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!”