Whenever I sit down and try to write, read, or generally take a breath in the last few months, there always seems to be something (ahem, or someone who is terribly adorable) that seems to get in front of me actually getting anything done. Now, while this isn't a bad thing, it's put a definite cramp in my style.
Here's to a book jump start...and gallantly attempting to finish Paris' story (those of you out there are gasping in horror that it has taken me almost three months to get through this one when it used to take only days, if that!), getting on with the creative flow (and yoga flows!), and re-learning a work life creative multi-tasking balance.
Suggestions anyone?
