Day fourteen: Target wordcount: Still 60000. Words written: 60150

Last weekend I was home alone with two boys. I wrote in the mornings when they thought I was still asleep and didn’t want to wake me up in case I found something more useful for them to do than play Skyrim. I wrote while one of them did his own thing and I was sitting with the other while he did a drawing for his homework. I did the day’s word count each day before bedtime and cooked proper meals with real ingredients and we went to swimming lessons and sledging and made snowmen and had snowball fights. I might say that sometimes, to be a writer, you have to be a Time Lord, but it has nothing to do with being a writer. To be a parent, you have to be a Time Lord, and how single parents who juggle all these things every single day manage to stay sane, I have no idea.

By comparison, catching up again this weekend was easy peasy lemon squeezy. Back to proper work again tomorrow.