Distracting myself
—cleaning the bathrooms and scrubbing bubbles instead of writing ✍️
scrubbing porcelain
To clean up behind the words
Zombies have to wait
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Trouble at the Tea Leafing Café
The rain had started right around the time that Annie was buttering her second thick slice of homemade toast for breakfast, and hadn’t paused since. Not that anyone could tell. The windows of the café were fogged over, and with every seat filled with happy customers munching on fresh baked pastries or steaming bowls of the delicious soup of the day, it was hardly surprising. Annie looked around the room, finally taking a moment to breathe after the lunch time rush. Her old life already felt like a bad memory, a part of her history, always, but just that. History.
By Hannah Moore6 days ago in Fiction
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Lol! If Zombies were not cooperating with my writing plans that might make me actually clean too.
Poor Zombie takes second place in house chores.
This brings an image of my Work in Progress' clawing at the windows like zombies as I distract myself! I relate SO much! Nice work!
But the zombies are important!
I mean, you do need a break from writing. But instead of an actual break, you're doing other work instead 😅😅
And wait they will.