I still haven't started writing the book, but I'm getting antsy with the longing to do so. The problem is that I've realised that before starting a book for others, I need to write out my whole story first. I've written a lot of it here, and I plan to write more (... still not quite there yet) but I need to finish my own story first. I need to get it all out of my head before I can start writing for other people.
But it's hard to find the time and the space to do so. My house is a tip; D does his best to keep things tidy, but I need to look through a lot of things and work out what the hell needs doing with them. And I find it really hard to concentrate on writing – writing anything, except blog posts I suppose – when I'm at home and the piles of stuff that are lying around are looking at me.
I'm tempted to take a couple of days off to try and deal with them. The problem is that when I do that, I usually just lie around and watch the Gilmore Girls and maybe manage to make myself do the washing up, but that's about it. D gets home from work and I try and pretend I've been busy, but he sees right through me.
Ah well. Maybe one day....