The truth is, since I had a fit of creative genius on my current WIP on Sunday (or was it Monday?) I haven’t done much writing.
Sure, I wrung out the last article or two for the school department newsletter, have posted daily at my blogs (one other in addition to here) and am seriously considering putting a proposal together for that online book review class, but as far as fiction, ain’t nothin’ doin’. (Don’t worry, the grammar isn’t going).
I have lofty aspirations, though. My three week goal for the serious writing girls (now two weeks left) is to finish the first chapter of this WIP (contemporary erotica) for a contest I want to enter in January. It started as a category contemporary but after a few days of brainstorming the story (longhand, only way that works for me), I realized I had two stories, not one really long, complex one. So I set aside the category (needs more fleshing out–no pun intended) and started chugging on the erotica.
It went well. Finished four pages in one day. Then nothing. Makes me wonder what the heck I’m doing posting here instead of writing on it. Being a writer isn’t always easy but it’s guaranteed to make you crazier than the average person…
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