It's 5 a.m., and I'm awake. Why? Because the cat needed some lovin', so he started licking my ear and purring so loudly I thought a small helicopter had landed in our room. At 3:30 a.m. Yaaay for kitties...she said through a wide yawn.
Writing Status: Synopsis is in progress. I wrote a short story Tuesday night--my first in ages. It felt pretty good, and I'm seriously considering completing my goal of writing and submitting five shorts this year.
Life Status: Well, crappy. For several reasons that I won't go into. For once in my life, though, I have been somewhat successful as distracting myself through work.
If you don't feel that you are possibly on the edge of humiliating yourself, of losing control of the whole thing, then possibly what you are doing isn't very vital. If you don't feel like you are writing somewhat over your head, why do it? If you don't have some doubt of your authority to tell this story, then you are not trying to tell enough. --John Irving