Dear Reader,
Now that distance learning has ended for a few weeks my home has erupted into utter chaos. There's toys a few inches deep in strategic places. I think the children are trying to assassinate me because of them. There's the constant noise of siren impersonations (my eldest is actually getting pretty good at imitating the fire siren up the road) and bickering. Writing time is all but impossible for me to find because I'm so busy playing referee and hostage negotiator (because one will steal toys from the other with a list of demands).
Quite simply, I'm out numbered and out gunned at the moment. My youngest child has been going through what seems to be a sheaf of paper to make comic books. It's been an experience. We worked together to write an actual story but he's moved on to other things instead of drawing the pictures to go with it. Thank goodness that Beloved does a weekly recycling run, because with out it we'd be neck deep in half finished sketches and "robot diagrams".
School is starting late this year because of Covid-19. It is my hope that once we get into the swing of the school schedule that I can get back to writing on here. That I can get back to writing in general. It's been a while and I'm getting a bit twitchy. Obviously, book five is still on the editing table and that process has been stalled. Random fart noises and siren noises along with the kid shrieking at each other over whatever topic they've decided to fight over makes it really hard to concentrate on editing. I can't give you an estimate when it will be ready. I'm trying to get to it in what free moments I can find, but writing time is at a premium.
