Trying to write is becoming a nightmare again. I work away from home a lot and when I’m away I get time alone where it’s quiet to work on the computer. As soon as I get home it’s like being in Grand Central Station.
It’s not that I don’t appreciate the time at home, I do. But I just wish I could get one or two moments of peace to write. Maybe I need to take some time away from any kind of work when I’m home but I feel like I need to get this book written.
I also need to catch up on my reading on Authonomy and I have two full fiction manuscripts that I’ve promised to read and review. I’m feeling really swamped and overwhelmed and I wish I could just go somewhere and hide out for a month or two and get Yantsu to first draft at least.
I know I’m insanely tired but I don’t sleep well. If I don’t catch up on my rest I will only get about 4 hours a night when I get back to work but at the same time, I know the only quiet time I ever get is when the rest of the household is in bed.
Okay, this post was probably one I shouldn’t have bothered with but I just had to get away from trying to work for a few minutes and having a whinge on the blog seemed like a good idea at the time. One I will probably live to regret 🙁