This is how I write:
I write for fourteen hour stretches… but in short spurts.
Fourteen hours is a glorious luxury I rarely have with four boys around.
I write a bit… and reward myself with a break… a dream break I call it… time to feed my dreams.
I dream of living in Europe again…
So I write… and take a break… I check out rental apartments in Vienna.
I write more… and then look at rentals in Budapest…
I write again… and then I look at neighbourhoods… and schools.
When I’m writing, I’m dreaming… the two go hand in hand.
I pace the house a lot. I stare at my empty pantry. I haven’t had time to shop. I’m not that hungry anyway. Those taco shells will be fine.
I stretch… and then back to it…
I write… more, more, more… I get a lot done.
And then I look at real estate in Prague.
