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The muse is a fickle thing indeed.
Seeing as I finished a major project in my third job – long story there, one that I’ll share a bit later on, I’m certain – I was hankering to get some writing done. The sceneblocked finish to Book 4 had been teasing me from afar, akin to the proverbial carrot on a string. Now I know how Tantalus felt in the ancient Greek mythology…it’s just out of reach.
Simultaneously, Gayle had done an amazing job (hello dear!) on the edits. I am midway through correcting Chapter 5 to her specifications and she pointed out a few adjustments to a couple of scenes – also points to consider. The problem is, of course, the author, that is to say yours truly. In other words…my concentration is shit at the moment. And the hell with self-censoring; this had gone on for the better part of too damn long, I’m frustrated with the muse’s fickleness and my own inability to focus and therefore doing about 4 things at once.
But hey – the Completed Project looks spectacular. And that is encouraging in many, many ways.
So far, however, all is well. I woke up smiling this morning, in part from the amazing generosity I received from a friend yesterday. I think that can well be used as a springboard back into the semi-mythical adventures that I write about.
Here’s to your smiles, dear readers, today and many days to follow.
K.G.
