Writing on the road.
Poor pup thinks he’s going to the vet so he’s shaking like a leaf. My battery only lasts so long so I carry my charger in my purse and charge it on the floor of every restaurant we stop at. Bumps in the road make typing a struggle and if I don’t break to look out the window every 20 minutes I might throw up.
Oh the things we go through for our books!
I just can’t wait to have a sturdy table to sit at and write without distractions. A Wi-Fi network other than Starbucks would be nice too. And a meal that’s not McDonald’s. Is that too much to ask?