I haven't written a word on my novel in nearly four weeks. Oh, I've thought about said novel. I've written down twists and places that need reformatting. But I have yet to tackle the dreaded scene that haunts me.
I got hung up on POV based on some comments from a critique group. Now, all I can see is POV. I can no longer see the story.
Then, I started a new job. I work weird hours, but the character generation potential is awesome. I broke a tooth, and I mourn the loss of Cape Cod Veggie Tortilla chips and pineapple/peach salsa. I piddle with rearranging furniture and searching for odds and ends in the closet to have something appropriate to wear to work (men have it so easy with a tie and black slacks).
But it's all excuses. I need to sit my butt down and write. I was really going when I was with a critique group in SPFDMO. But then I moved and got with an online group that didn't quite do it for me. I miss the interaction with other writers - in person, with java and chocolate and sushi afterward. I'm feeling deprived.
Still, not an excuse.
So guys, kick me in the patootie and get me in gear again. This thriller ain't gonna write itself.
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