It’s been difficult to do anything today. I feel pangs of guilt everytime I want to do something creative, like read a book or do research for some writing ideas or work on my new website.
I can’t help but wonder whether that is one of the reasons I haven’t written anything for so long. How can I sit around writing or reading all day when Chris is out slaving away at work?
Working from home still doesn’t feel like a job to me. Especially when we haven’t had any orders for such a long time.
I think a strict schedule is in order. When the computer was in the shop, I had a schedule – time to write, eat, workout or work on the business. I think I need that again.
So I will. I will set it all out tonight and get back to it tomorrow. An hour or 2 each day may not seem like much progress when I start working on my writing again. But at least it is something. And at least I can alleviate some of that self-inflicted guilt.








Mary’s eerie tales inspire in readers the urge to double-check the deepest, darkest closets, to peer anxiously under the creakiest of beds, and to always sleep with the lights on.
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