I don't know, may I? I know I may... I guess the question is, can I?
For the past month or two, I've been in a kind of funk. It started out with blogging, then it spread to my writing, and in May it's even spread to reading (I've only read four books so far this month!). The blogging-funk has been sort of fixed with Blog Me Maybe but I worry for next week, what the heck I'm going to blog about.
And then there's my writing. This past week, every day I've sat down to finish up my Jessica sequel. My daily word count was in the hundreds. Pathetic.
What is my problem? No clue.
Do I feel qualified to give other people advice about writing? DEFINITELY NOT.
So here's what I've got to say about that: Sometimes writing is hard. Sometimes it's so much fun and it makes me feel on top of the world. But sometimes it's hard. Like now.
But the answer is not to give up. I'm gonna give it another shot during my daily writing time. This Jessica sequel is refusing to be easy and maybe I'll put it aside again to start work on my SNI. Or maybe I'll force it out.
Whatever I end up doing, I'm going to WRITE. Because if there's one thing I know FOR SURE about writing, is that I can NEVER stop. Even if my daily productivity has been low. Even if I feel like a writing-loser. I'm going to write anyway.
And in case I need some inspiration...