It always happens this way...

"The story I am writing exists, written in absolutely perfect fashion, some place, in the air. All I must do is find it, and copy it." -Jules Renard, "Diary," February 1895

It's day two of the Writember insanity. The novel is going well enough. I'm just slightly behind on my word count. Luckily, its something that I can easily catch up on. So I'm definitely positive there.

I think the problem is actually coming in with the blogs. I don't know if other writers are the same way, but when I am in the zone I have no idea what is going on in the outside world. Hell, I have no idea what is going on in my own world. Nothing exists to me except for my characters and their world. Which leaves me no blog fodder.

I have no intention of giving up though. It's still early on and I'm confident that I will find my rhythm. After all, it's really hard to get me to shut up.

Until next time, bear with me while I find my footing.
autumn