Being A Traveling Writer Was Supposed To Be A Blessing

A Writer’s Life

By Grace K. Bianco

As you can see, despite the many inconveniences, I refused to just take a break.

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I almost cried in the middle of a Walmart last week. I had reached my breaking point, and I just wanted to sit on the floor and cry. Instead, I just took a deep breath, and continued grocery shopping. However, this isn’t where my story begins.

If you’re new here, welcome. I travel with my husband, who is a Radiation Protection Technician. We just bought a camper. So, no WiFi for me. I go to the local library most days, but there are some days I drive further for coffee and WiFi.

My blogs are very random, but they are always about me in some kind of way. When I write a dramatic blog, I always throw in a disclaimer, because sometimes, I am taken a little bit too seriously. Anyways…

Disclaimer: This blog will be full of sarcasm and moments of me being overly dramatic.

When My Bad Luck Started

On November 18, I decided to treat myself to some coffee. It doesn’t take much for me to convince myself that I DESERVE an overpriced coffee.

Thankfully, my husband, who provides for us, fully supports my occasional need for…