Could there be a better time to write than this very day? 

Each of us has made a sacrifice or two, or many, this past year. For some, it was giving up our sacred writing corner. Remember that ordinarily quiet area where you sought inspiration, pondered a character's temperament, or whipped a challenging plot into shape? Then, one day, you discovered it had become someone else's temporary workplace or school desk.

Whatever your reality has been of late, know that you are not alone. It has been tough. At least it has been in my writing world. 

I am a writer that creates best while in the zone. Alone. What is the zone, you might ask? It is any place where I can write without interruption. Noises distract me. Oh, I love a well-manicured lawn, but I can't stay in my writing zone when the grass is being cut just outside my window. And don't get me started on the taunting sounds of a gas-powered weedeater or leaf blower crisscrossing the sidewalk out front. I may as...