My daily interruptions and unexpected challenges read like a comedy of errors. Nobody believes me. But I guarantee in my wildest dreams I could never imagine the scenarios that assault me. I could cry a river and drown the whole world, but I prefer to smile. The cold weather triggers my migraines, my shoulders are sore, my sciatica mocks me and tweaks me when I least expect it, and I laugh. They say you’ve only got the hand dealt you so, I ante up and play to win.
No matter the challenges and the obstacles blocking my way, I maintain the item at the top of my list as a non-negotiable. Yesterday I wrote 495 words.
Did you write yesterday?
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer