I love writing.
When I’m writing a new book, which is pretty much all of the time, I get obsessed with my characters. I take them to bed with me. I wake up with them too. It’s like having a wife but without the sex. On second thoughts, it’s like having a wife.
I’m so in love with writing but I hate the fact that I have to fit it in around other inconveniences like my day job, life admin and my children. OK, maybe the children aren’t that much of an inconvenience. Give them a bottle of cider and the Xbox and they’re happy.
My day job is such an inconvenience. Would you believe it, I have to be there all day. Whose idea was that?
Work pays the bills, but it doesn’t satisfy my writing addiction. It isn’t where I want to be.
I am seriously considering becoming…
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