It’s very weird time in my country right now. It’s so unsettling I had strange, disturbing dreams and woke up at 3am, unable to sleep and unable to rest.
So I wrote. I got up and took my laptop and started to write a short story, purely for my own amusement. Well, perhaps less amusement than catharsis. Once I had written all I could write, I put the laptop down and went to sleep.
Times like these – and we are living through very turbulent times – are upsetting and disturbing. Sometimes that 3am writing sprint is the only way to get through it.
House at Baker Street by Michelle Birkby
Sent from my iPad
Rule of Three 