Lately, I’ve been so caught up in promotions and working on my next book that I’ve become forgetful. I misplace things, forget the time of day (I’ve been answering the phone at my day job with a cheery good morning when it’s 5:00 p.m.) and have even gone so far as to leave my bag at a birthday party. My wonderful, absolutely awesome husband saved me when he drove 40 minutes each way so I could have my wallet and keys for the next day.
Now, I remember when I was pregnant and suffering from a spotty memory. My doctor told me not to worry, it was just baby brain. It would go away. And it did.
So now I wonder if I can blame my spotty memory on writer’s brain? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go find my cell phone.