What is this thing called writing?

I am one of those writers that has to write everyday to get some kind of momentum on a book. The  last week, I have been doing a lot of things. 

I spent last weekend at dad’s cottage in the archipelago, I commuted from the other cottage a couple of days and   had a lovely time with my brother and his family, and a couple of their friends, and then yesterday there was  a family dinner, since my youngest brother is in town. 

All of this is lovely, but do you know what I haven’t done? Written words. sigh.

This weekend, I am all alone, and I am going to write. Probably not as much as I would if I had kept on writing this week, though. 

Ah well. I’m looking forward to work on this scene, it will be fun, and a family secret will be revealed. 🙂


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