on the road again
Once again I'm reminded how a calm mind and a regular routine are crucial to my ability to focus on my work in progress, and to actually sit down in front of a screen and write. When all is calm, and I have no pressing worries then I can produce work. When a big life change crashes through my front door then my ability to form sentences, and record them in some way, immediately leaves by the back door. Gone. The big issue is a home move. I'm moving on again. I'm buying a property this time, something I've never done before, and never thought I would be able to do. The prospect is, by turns, really exciting and really scary, and thinking about it consumes all my available processing power (leaving no room for creative endeavours). I simply can't call the estate agent, and then email the solicitor, and then sit down and outline a third act twist. I just can't. At least not at this stage. The situation may change in the coming weeks but I suspect I'll have to