I've been buried in revisions for a couple months, and maybe, just maybe, I'll close in on these within a week or two. I'm working with a critique partner/editor/fellow writer, and it's good; the process, I mean. The story is moving forward.
My blog has been neglected, and my WIPs are on hold.
This can be tough for those of us eager to get works out in the world and read.
I’m hanging tight, and try recognizing the importance of this journey, especially for a spaz, like me, for whom enthusiasm has never been a problem.
So I eke away, day by day.
I’m off now, to command my muse,
“Sit Down and Write!”
But is my muse talking to me, or I to she?
(Rachel Gardner’s Blog today http://www.rachellegardner.com/2012/04/train-your-muse-like-you-train-a-puppy/