Silence

This has not been a productive week for me as a writer. My real job was overly demanding which made writing in the evenings impossible. I was really looking forward to a productive weekend, though, and that didn’t happen either. All I can tell you is that the story simply wouldn’t talk to me.

Given that I pretty much know how the whole thing plays out from this point forward, you would think that it would be a piece of cake to just sit down and write it. It may be that easy for some, but not for me. It’s about so much more than just knowing what happens. It’s about finding the right words, revealing the juicy stuff at just the right moment and making sure the characters stay true to themselves. The story has to cooperate with me in order for me to do those things. That just didn’t happen this weekend.

I’m definitely disappointed. I am in such a hurry to finish this story. I’ve been working on this forever and I can’t wait to hold the finished product in my hand! I also need to know if I have other stories to tell. The only way to focus on a new story is to finish this one. Maybe I just need to relax. I’m going to try not to think about it this week and then see what happens over the long weekend.