Today I would like to talk to you about the ability to disconnect and be able to spend quality time with your family and friends.

Lately I feel that no matter how much time I dedicate to the novel, when I stop, I never stop at all.

Not now, I’m having a revelation

I’m in the car with my wife and I’m thinking about the conflict I’ve created between two characters and whose solution doesn’t quite convince me.

The worst thing is that many of the best ideas come to me this way, like flashes of inspiration while I’m engaged in a completely different activity.

So, in addition to the feeling of guilt for stealing dedication to my loved ones, there is another more selfish feeling that admits that not stopping that wheel of thoughts is productive and therefore worthwhile.

Do you manage to put a wall between your writing self and your private self?

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