Tuesday, 31 May 2011

A writer's life?

Today I had every intention of doing all the things I was supposed to do, but somehow after vacuuming twice because it hadn't been done for a while and doing some washing and walking the dog I slipped into wanting to write, and so spent the whole afternoon writing and rewriting the beginnings of a short story. 

I was brought up short and sharp by the doorbell. It was my Beloved's new employee needing things from the office. Boy was I pleased I'd at least vacuumed! I'm beginning to think that if I'm not careful I have leanings towards being Gordon's answer to Miss Haversham.

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