I’m comfortably settled at my secluded writing desk–and writing is so much easier. I
hear the occasional bird, the falling rain, the wind through the trees, and my fingers tapping at the keyboard. It’s a good feeling to make progress.
I’m comfortably settled at my secluded writing desk–and writing is so much easier. I
hear the occasional bird, the falling rain, the wind through the trees, and my fingers tapping at the keyboard. It’s a good feeling to make progress.