Lots of years ago, (1989-1994) I rode my pushbike around Australia and New Zealand (with my dog) for something to do and now I am attempting to put the stories onto paper. The thing is, this time I have ditched the sequential part of writing the story and am finding the they come out much more like I am telling them and I am surprised by the feelings they evoke. The silly part about it all is that I have to write when I have the time, sitting somewhere as the kids do an activity, catching some time near the beach or in a park or at home while the potatoes boil and such. And the silliest part of all is the emotions the stories bring up have nothing to do with the physical situation I am in. So my big challenge in writing is not in getting the words out, it is in suddenly having to switch the emotions off and be back in the physical moment NOW.