February is my Writing Month.
I clear my diary (no need this year. Covid has done it for me).
I clear my desk..
And I'm set to go. It will get messier. Much messier..
Our book group read A Room of One's Own in January and I came across this brilliant performance by Eileen Atkins A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction. Virginia Woolf.
How lucky I am.