My writing life is a lot more concentrated these days. It is squashed in between 3 and 10 pm. But then again so is the end of the school day, dinner, housework, the good TV shows, my bath time and ... oh yeah... quality time with the kids.
So sometimes my interviews overlap with... life.
Yesterday I had three interviews to do.
One went really well. Of course I had put The Backyardigans on and I might have thrown some chocolate in their general area.
Which came back to bite me with interviews two and three.
During interview two I had to stop to quiet my son (6yo) and say, "Sorry, that was just my son's light sabre. It's a little loud."
During interview (which was post the baby's bath and pre pajamas) three I had to stop typing and run across the room because the baby... she pooped on the carpet. Thankfully interviewee was none the wiser. And at least I noticed before she started playing with it.