Louisa Treger writes about when real and fictional worlds collide. I am addicted to writing; it’s salvation, as essential as breathing. Without it, I am grumpy and, frankly, a little unhinged. I am sure it’s better for my family that I am fulfilled and doing something I love, even if it’s at the expense of cooked breakfasts and my undivided attention. Yet having a foot in two worlds is a strange mode of being; the journey between them produces feelings of motion sickness, and can be bumpy. (Published by www.booksbywomen.org) Read more.