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Writing is mostly a solitary activity, which is what I loved the most when I first started writing. Homeschooling four children and being around people all day meant sitting down to write in the quiet evenings was such a gift. No multitasking, no demands, no children suddenly overcome with emergencies that only I could save them from, like missing shoes or broken pencils. Then they grew up a little and so did the demands and difficulties, and finding solitary time was getting harder, and the peace and quiet was filled with the need to recover. No spare headspace for dreaming stories and I even struggled to write full sentences. As they’re all in various educational institutions this year, I find myself enjoying more quietness and peace. I am often reluctant to join groups, but find they’re such a blessing when I get there. We have our local writing group, Cotswold Scribblers, and this small group has been such a wonderful place to connect and be inspired. Every month we have ...