Reality has been encroaching on my week. In fact, it pretty much took over…But now the bills are paid and reality has disappeared to an annoying but persistent hum. So, I can start to write and draw again.
Course if it had been a break then I would be rested and raring to go… Instead, I feel as if I’ve been working 12 hour days in order to make ends meat. Oh… I have been.
So It’s going to take a couple of days before I’m back in full swing. I know that if I didn’t have my dyslexia I might have been able to carry on writing, but I just get too tired. I can write and draw but only if that is my job. When I have to work at something else I fail.
But the good news is that I can go back to the writing and drawing for the next two weeks. Hopefully I will finish The Gone soon, although it does seem to be growing… And the picture book is coming along great.
Good news too that I’ve had a blog post published by Dyslexia Improvements. It’s a memoir rather than a story and it has made me wonder if I ought to write my experiences with dyslexia down. I’m not certain. I was wondering if it would help anyone but then it just might, and surely if I can help just one person I ought to try…