I’m slowly tip-toeing back into the writing.
I’ll be honest, the constantly looking for excuses to avoid it is irritating, at best. Possibly because it seems so effortless for some of the bigger names (*cough*Marie Force*cough, cough*). Possibly because when a muse does show up, it is effortless.
At least, the first draft is effortless with a muse.
The rest of the time it’s a donkey-slog mud-work of just trying to move a little bit forward and feeling accomplished that you got a whole paragraph written today (No really! A whole paragraph!)
This is not to say I don’t like writing. I do. I enjoy the problem solving, the research,
the god-like power over people’s lives, the refining, the look on someone’s face when they enjoy what I’ve read.
If only it wasn’t quite so much work to make it all come together.