It’s been one of my goals this year to make my writing a priority. Well, that’s the goal every year, but this for real. I’ve been pitching my work, and working on finishing the first draft. The first draft of what, I’m not sure. I just have to keep writing to find out. So I wanted to say something to other parents who tho think there’s no time to write, or that we can’t write with kids around. We can.…
‘Mummy stay with me,’ Isla says after 67 books last night. We worked through a stack and then I had to drive backwards over some Lego to get to her bookcase. ‘Clean your room tomorrow, please.’ ‘OK’, she says. ‘Read Miss Messy again.’ Sometimes she lays in our bed for stories, and sometimes I squeeze into hers. If I don’t think I’ll get up again, I park beside her bed. She crawls into my lap, still. This kid. She’s…
