Yikes. How is it already the end of the week? My fingers are itching to do nothing more than sit and type away on my keyboard. They hear my muse calling, issuing her precise instructions, and they have long since learned to heed the siren’s demands. Damn responsibilities. They get in the way of everything worthwhile. I will cave, I know it. I can feel it in my bones. It reminds me of a quote.
“Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout with some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.” ― George Orwell.
I always remember my number one writing priority. My core habits are strong, and writing a little every day is my secret weapon. Yesterday I wrote 159 words.
Did you write yesterday?
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Jo Hawk 
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