Summer, car trouble, family entailments, new job—yeah, I can blame a lot of things. I think the most devastating obstacle, however, has been my own ego. Yep. I've been obsessing over my many writing buds who are making their sales and celebrating big deals, while I feel like a failure and put one on the shelf to rest a while and start anew.
Oh, I will still poke my head into this pity party every now and then, but enough is enough. My WIP will never get written if I don't start laying down some words, even crappy words. Besides, my last book is not a failure...it's just delayed. So, off I go to write a slamming new YA and frankly, it will be awesome. So to give myself a little kick in the butt, I thought perhaps I might post my word count on my blog. I know, I know. I could be setting myself up for utter humiliation, but I need to start somewhere. So, I start at this moment with a total of 2,775 words. I have a few more to add today, but that's where I ended up at 3:00pm.
And that's how I will take this next part of the journey—word by word...