#rant – One is the Loneliest Number

Welcome to my new, totally random, hopefully semi-regular post series #rant. In these posts I will rant on whatever is pissing me off on that day, but I’ll try to keep it book / writing related. Be aware, these are stream of consciousness posts straight from my brain and may not make a lick of sense. Woo hoo! Let’s get started:

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The Zone

On more than one occasion my husband has come home from his overnight shift to find me curled up on our couch, pounding away furiously on my laptop, eyes glazed and various snacks and drinks discarded around me. On those occasions I look up at him totally confused. “Why are you home so early,” I ask.

“I’m not, it’s 4 a.m. Did you sleep at all?” Voice thick with annoyance, disbelief, and love, he shakes his head at his silly writer wife.

The zone.

A bouncer in a nightclub.

Let me in! Damn it!

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