Dear Erma,
I write to you because I feel that you could help me. You've been through this when you were in this world and I desperately need your advice. How did you manage to find time to write? I spend my days looking forward to writing a few lines and every day becomes harder and harder to find the time. The first few days when I took up writing it felt easy, you can always abandon the house chores for one or two days but then everything start piling up in front of you: the clothes, the dishes, the shopping, and all the other stuff that you cannot forsee but it`s there waiting for you, and though I carry a notebook around I just can't find the time to sit and write. I need some kind of device that could read my thoughts and save them all those times when I am not able to take the pen and write.
How did you manage to find the humour in it? I just feel frustrated and angry. My dear Erma, if only I had time to read your books and laugh again. Many a day I must choose between writing and reading. Definetely I need somebody to invent that machine. The only that's cheering me up is to see Stever McQueen on tv.
Your faithful reader,
A.
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