Writing in the Pandemic Fog

 Writing during the apocalypse is odd. Unexpected anxieties make it difficult to concentrate. Ideas and story lines disappear like wispy clouds when the sun comes out. Time runs both slow and incredibly fast. And every morning I wake up with the renewed determination to finish the damn book, only to find at the end of the day that determination is not always enough.

So. The book is finished. Today I'll read through it one more time. And then...I'll do battle with Amazon to publish it on Kindle. And move on to the final book in the series. Time and opportunity is running out.

I suspect I'm not the only one feeling this way. Friends and family members are ill. Most of us are in the 'vulnerable' category so every time we venture out of our homes we are in danger. It's hard to believe anyone wants to buy a book when they're worried about paying bills or eating or caring for loved ones, but the truth is, we all need something positive to keep us going. So this is my contribution. 

In the meantime, I want to get back to writing my blog. Maybe, it will encourage one or two people to keep on going. Blessings and hugs to all of you.

Anny