I am a Writer and Author–a mom, an auntie, a friend. I am me.
It needed to be kicked to the curb and I should have done it sooner. I don't know what word count I got to, but I do know that it all sucked in more ways than one. The writing felt forced. Nothing wanted to flow from my brain to my page. My brain would whistle… Continue reading How NaNo Fell into a Painless,Silent, but Deserving, Death
Writing something different seems like a cop out because the "job" (ie: the novel, the posts, the articles etc.) aren't getting done but a shift can perhaps provide the break you need.
Gone are the days when I think—meh, don’t worry, I’ll remember. Grrr… I never do. So lesson learned. Either write it down or record it or it will be lost.