Some days, you just have to spread everything across the floor and sort it out.
Writing my YA Historical series, required abundant research notes, maps, and accurate timelines for the plot. I felt my head would explode.
It reminded me of laundry day when my three young daughters wore the little white socks with the lacey trim at the top. I had to spread them out and sort them by size.
Life gets jumbled that way at times, and it requires a dump and sort with a step back to get the bigger picture.
