It’s quiet. Nobody is bugging me. I bring up my word document and study the last few lines.

The phone rings. I answer it and deal with the situation.

It’s quiet.

Once again I pull up my word document and begin going through the…

There’s a knock at my door. A child wants something. I deal with it.

It’s quiet.

I roll the dice and once more pull up-

I hear screaming coming from the next room. The kids are squabbling over something. I deal with it.

Glancing at my screen once more, I dare to tempt fate and pull-

I get another phone call. I deal with it.

With a sideways glance, I pull up my docu-

I get a text. I glance at my phone and see that it’s my wife. Reluctantly, I read it and then go deal with whatever it is.

This time my butt doesn’t even get to unclench itself fully as I sit down before my phone rings again. I deal with it.

Sitting again, it’s quiet. I tempt fate, and pull up my word processing program, and begin skimming the last half page of what’s already there. Feeling like it’s all sorted out, my fingers begin typing out a few letters, then words, a somehow complete a full sentence.

My son comes in and asks if he can get a ride to his friend’s house. I handle the situation.

I get back and once more sit before my computer. Do I dare tempt fate?

And so on and so on.

So… what are you’re writing days like?

Tootles all

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