Today is one of those days where I realize I haven’t put pen (or finger) to paper (or keyboard) in a long time.
A long time.
Today is one of those days where I think, “okay, maybe I’m not cut out for this.”
I’m pretty sure every author out there has written/thought/said the same thing, as long as there have been authors.
I’m a problem solver. My problem? Not writing. Solution? Obvious. But I can’t seem to make myself do it.
I’m hung up on so many things about this one novel, and the other novel just isn’t coming to me/going anywhere. I know where it’s supposed to go, but it’s either out of gas, attempting to be driven by ghosts, or the car is missing an engine.
It needs to pick a direction, and take it.
I’m still prepping for the launch of WAYWARD (November 4th, people!) and I’m not throwing in the towel yet. But this is me today.