The tree is up, the lights are hung, and ornanents hang from every branch. Tis the season for fun, food, and gifts. So what’s there to be insecure about you ask?
Well, I’ll tell you: my committment to keeping my tuchus in the chair.
With the parties, the shopping, and darkness before five p.m., I find it easier to slip from my writing routine.
Am I the only one, or are there other writers out there who are just plain distracted this time of year?
Stop by and support the fantastic writers of The Insecure Writer’s Support Group. Merry Christmas!