by Lyneta Smith @LynetaS
There’s a bully on every block. Even writer’s block. We’ll call him “Busy.” He stands with arms crossed and a scowl on his face, daring us to open our laptops amidst a litany of other tasks that need our attention.
Between working other jobs, parenting, and taking care of the house, Busy Bully squeezes every hour until we don’t have time to write. Just like the scrawny 5th grader who refuses to give up his milk money to the burly 8th grader, we can take back our writing time.