I’ve been buried in the middle of a book since last Friday . . . mine!
Remember a few weeks ago when I was jumping up and down, vowing this was the going to be the greatest book in the world?
I’d love to recapture that moment, brief as it was, because as of today my enthusiasm meter is registering 0.
So what to do? Here are my choices and they’re by preference.
1) Take a hike for sure, except it’s cold out there and threatening rain and I hiked yesterday and I’m kind of talking myself out of bundling up and striking out again, aren’t I?
2) Read somebody else’s book, preferably one that’s an award winning novel, so I can “eat my heart out.”
5) Revise something old so I can realize how badly written it was and how much gooder I write now.
6) Build a fire. (You know what that’s for, right?)
I’m up to #5 and my desk has almost disappeared under the fall out of today’s labor.
When you’re stumped or when you’ve lost the through line in your W.I.P. what’s your plan for getting back on track? Send me something, anything. Help!