I am having to write with stealth in the past few days; around the 28th August, I discovered that the only way I can continue writing towards my projects when my family is at home is to do it like I am doing espionage!
Keeping several internet tabs up, so they think I am getting addicted to Paper-Io, Ovipets and twitter.
Stealthily changing the colour of the background I am writing on so they don’t suspect if finally caught in the act, because there is no bright shining white background they can see which would indicate to them that she’s using “Microsoft word”.
I don’t know why I need to do this, if they know I am not writing they are all well behaved, Paul included! But as soon as I say “I think I am going to write today” all Hell breaks loose and they argue about the slightest thing – or worse, they feign extreme love for me by coming over every ten minutes for long hugs whilst peering over my shoulder to look at the screen. Sometimes they give me running commentaries on the life of our rabbit, Ray.
Oh god, I was caught in the act just now and Paul just came rushing into the room because I laughed hysterically at the irony and timing!
Because no sooner had I written the full-stop to this sentence = “Sometimes they give me running commentaries on the life of our rabbit, Ray.” Did Henry actually say to me;
“Mama, Ray just honked and then scratched his bum”!
Oh dear, I have to stop now, they are arguing now over how to use Alexa properly – it was such a peaceful day before they knew I wanted to write.
The laugh was hysterical because living like this is driving me nuts! I am in all seriousness becoming neurotic over this!
A lot of my stories are about descents into madness, you can understand how I can write that – voice of experience and all that?
This post was written on the 30th August, I was really excited, I thought I had beat the system!
Happy reading, because I certainly am not happy writing today!