I have dedicated this upcoming week to nothing but writing. I have moved or cancelled all appointments except for two on Wednesday afternoon. Life has been encroaching on every corner of my work day, and I’m saying, “Enough!” I plan to live for the next six days in my imaginary world. I plan to apply the seat of my pants to my desk chair and create until my brain is drained dry.
Is this when the men in the white coats come for me?
rlh
