Swinging at smoke…

Writing is hard. It’s a very cyclical thing for me. It moves along in stages. What those stages are, how long they last, and whether or not I recognize them as they’re happening all vary on a case by case basis. Right now I’m in the JFC everything is crap stage. It happens. I’ve spent a lot of time staring at my writing folder—like I do—trying to discern what I should be working on. Truth… Keep reading…Swinging at smoke…

Trying to figure out what to do…

I can generally tell how invested I am in a given writing idea based on how much time I spend designing house plans for it. If I build from the ground up, as opposed to reusing an existing plan, I’m usually on the fixated side of the fence. No, no. More than usual. The gears are grinding on an idea that has been around for quite some time, but has gone through several incarnations—different characters,… Keep reading…Trying to figure out what to do…