Since January 2003, the longest I’ve gone without reading was one day, and that was rare. If I ever went even two days, I don’t remember it.
I’m now deep into my third week of waking up before dawn and just writing.
This is a strange shift for me.
Since January 2003, the longest I’ve gone without reading was one day, and that was rare. If I ever went even two days, I don’t remember it.
I’m now deep into my third week of waking up before dawn and just writing.
This is a strange shift for me.