Hmm I’ve tried it on walks and on the bus. My mind always seems to wander. Maybe something like cleaning where I’m busy and also can focus?

I’m in the editing phase; word counts don’t exist. I just went through the entire book using control f to rework and remove unnecessary instances of the word “just.”
Every editing day is a chaotic caffein-fuelled fever dream.

Exactly! What kind of a writer would I be if I didn’t do some serious research? Now off to checkout with half a dozen books that sound vaguely promising.

Very relatable! The sun and I do not get along, despite my best efforts.

I feel this so deeply!

This is so wholesome!