After all the frustration of the last couple of weeks, I’m glad to say I’ve got my writing back under control. I’m back to getting my daily practice words working on a rough draft of the next project, while spending my evening sessions working on attempt number four of the Apartment Complex story. I’ve given that project a lot of thought over the last couple of days, figured out (I hope) what works and what didn’t, revised how I’m going to approach it, and I’m just going to go ahead and write the damn thing without any reservations.
This isn’t the first time I’ve encountered numerous false starts, and I know it won’t be the last. That’s part and parcel of the writing biz, unfortunately. All I can do is soldier on, one way or another.
Getting back on the horse can be frustrating in itself, especially when your brain wants you to be running full tilt from the beginning. That rarely works out though. Sometimes you just have to be patient and relearn the process to fit the kind of story you want to write. Take it as it comes, and eventually you’ll suddenly notice you’re back up to your normal processing speed.
[Yeah, I know… I’m going a bit overboard with all the idioms in this post. Sorry about that.]
ANYWAY! The good thing about all of this is that I’m going in the right direction, and that’s the most important part.
Welcome to Bridgetown 