I’m trying to do a little bit in the yard each of these nice days we’ve been having. There is no frost in the ground, so I was able to transplant a hydrangea, cut down the ornamental grass from last year, and start the hole for another apple tree. I have one more plant to transplant and I think maybe I’ve decided where I will put it. There are more nice days coming, so I’ll wait until I’m sure.
A couple of readers have my YA novel right now, so I’m switching back to work on my other mainstream novel. It’s always fun to put fresh eyes on a project. Of course, I get way-laid by needing to do the laundry, grocery shop, pay the bills, etc. but still, I’m getting there – wherever there is. Let’s just say I’m happy with my routine and making good progress.
Oh, so blocked. I have a bad case of writer’s block on the mainstream novel. I can see what all needs fixed, but I’m having a tough time getting started. I took a long walk and transplanted the aforementioned plant, but still haven’t been able to put the new outline together. This just sucks.
The wind sucks too. Man is it howling out there! Floods suck, tornadoes suck, blizzards suck. Mother Nature seems to be reminding us who is really in charge. It isn’t us. In light of the catastrophes everywhere else, I’ll quit complaining, but the wind sucks away my ability to accomplish anything.
I finally sat down with a white board on my lap and reworked the mainstream novel map into a design I was happy with. After that, when I tried writing, the words flowed, so I guess I am no longer stuck. Thank goodness.
and so it goes…