A Stolen Moment
Shhhh. The baby is sleeping. The Kiddo entertained with his action figures in his room. And husband outside staking out the fence we hope to install in the next month.
What am I doing? Writing. Sticking together the Post-It notes from this week and last. Tossing in a few notes I had lying around. And praying I'll find a way to make this story work the way I imagine it in my head.
So, pardon me, while I get back to it. I can't steal a better moment (or three) than this. And boy, I don't want to waste it.
What am I doing? Writing. Sticking together the Post-It notes from this week and last. Tossing in a few notes I had lying around. And praying I'll find a way to make this story work the way I imagine it in my head.
So, pardon me, while I get back to it. I can't steal a better moment (or three) than this. And boy, I don't want to waste it.
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