I know, here I am on the interwebs, writing for god's sake, when the house is being overrun by piles of paper that seem so much more organized than I am.
So what it is that blocks the hyper-productivity that I imagine for myself in some far off otherworldly place where women write and, oh, I don't know, someone else scrubs the bathroom sink, does the grocery shopping and makes dinner?
What ever could it be?
- The interwebs
- Working out (okay, we all know that's #1)
- Life in general
- Crossfit videos
- Thinking about why I'm not writing
- Liking to do other things