I am presently on holiday in Portugal for a couple of weeks and only settling down to write at the midnight hour. Well editing really.So this sort of applies to me, but I am sure there are many of you who can relate to this, especially when you are struggling to write the next chapter.
Well don’t lose heart, you are not alone. Somewhere in the world, in a dimly lit room sits another writer just like you with a computer / laptop open and staring at a blank screen.
Wouldn’t it wonderful if all our thoughts could mingle across time and space… I wonder what kind of story we would write.