Friday, I’ve discovered, is not a good day for writing.
Firstly, I’ve got that end-of-the-week-now-I-can-relax feeling – which is very strong because the last couple of days at work have been hectic. And to make it worse, I can’t really relax either because I’ve got an excited six-year-old boy to amuse and put to bed (and persaude to stay there).
So, to make Friday a writing night is a silly idea, because there’s just too much to fight against. I’m trying to get on with it, but it’s not going well because I’m very open to distractions – such as writing a new blog post!
I’m going to see if I can carry on for another 15 minutes, then let myself get to bed if I’m still not getting into it.