Those days when the words are flowing like water, I have constant interruptions -- the phone, the child wanting another snack, the doorbell ringing, a family member stopping by for a chat with no prior notice. But on those days when I'm struggling to get anything usable down on paper, there's not an interruption to be found. I was so desperate for an interruption one day that I went in search of laundry to do and ended up washing all the throw rugs in the house. Desperation indeed.
Do you find the same thing happening to you?
On a separate note, I'll be visiting the Wildwomanauthor blog on Sunday, 2/5/12. Hope you'll drop by before the big game.