Am I Becoming Obsessed with RedGage?
Am I the only person on RedGage who wakes up at 6.15 on Easter Monday, a Bank Holiday, and can't wait to get writing her/his next masterpiece?
I woke this morning to the dawn chorus. It wasn't even light but my mind was already going through the motions of what I could write about. I lay in bed for another quarter of an hour and then crept downstairs so as not to wake up my snoring partner.
The cats, as ever, were eager to have their breakfast so I fed them while the kettle was boiling, made myself a hot steamy cuppa, got under a duvet on my reclining chair, picked up my laptop and started tapping out my thoughts. Having uploaded a blog on a possible apparition appearing before me back in the 1980s, I'm now sitting here at 7.00 a.m. wondering what to write next so while my mind is going into overdrive I thought I'd fill my time by letting you know that RedGage is becoming an addiction; an obsessions but it's one for which I don't want to find a cure. There must be others out there like me ... mustn't there? Please tell me that you're as obsessed as me?
