Didn't write a word this weekend. I feel bad about it but I couldn't muster up one word. Awful! Really need to get on it this week.
Instead, I cleaned out my kids' clothes, cleaned out my sock drawer (I'm not kidding, I had socks in there that were 10+ years old - unreal!), did major laundry. You know, the fun stuff in life.
I'm going to admit it - I feel a bit uninspired. I've done lots of research for my next book, I've worked on an outline (though I really need to work on a timeline - that's next), but I can't figure out how to start it. Ugh! I think I'm putting too much pressure on myself and therefore am unable to come up with anything. I need to just let the fingers fly on the keyboard and see what happens.
Does anybody else do this? Have a decent plot and come up with all kinds of scenes/ideas for later on in the book, but can't get the damn thing out the gate? Frustrating isn't it?
