August 20, 2013

Drawing the curtains, walking out to the terrace, looking out into the sky and the sun shining on the horizon, I feel like I’ve been living inside a cave for the past months. It’s during moments like these that I feel I must have gone insane, that I’ve lost my mind somewhere. It’s the writing, you know? For two months I’ve lived half my days in another world.

And as I close the document that will become the third book in The Caregiver Series, a voice whispers into my ear:

“Welcome back to the real world, we’ve been waiting for you.”


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