I wonder a lot if all writers go through blocks. Not a writers block. Just a block in general.
I have been finished with the story for nearly a year but yet I am only up to chapter four in corrections. The first set of corrections. I honestly feel as if I should be further along than what I am. What makes it worse is that I haven’t been writing anything else, either.
Writers are supposed to write.
Writers are supposed to read.
I cannot seem to do either.
The last book I remember reading was the third book in the Gabriel trilogy by Sylvian Reynard. I read that right after it came out.
I took up sewing in hopes that maybe it can clear out a hole in my head that I plugged up. But all it has accomplished is now I have millions of tiny pillows in my bedroom that don’t have a purpose. Anyone need pillows?
I pretty sure I am going to put away the sewing and get back to writing. I walked through a book section in a store and all I could think, “one day my name will be on one of these books.” When? I’m not sure of that yet. But I know one day.