A small litany of excuses …

How do you make time and space for the things you really want to do – without wrecking relationships that matter, becoming destitute, turning into a machine, or simply burning out? I started outlining 'The Book of Dreams' (novel, WIP) late in 2018... And since then, the outline has grown to kraken-like proportions, but very little actual writing has happened. There are many good reasons for this...