It's time.
Time to leave this magical place and drive back to Paris tomorrow. Which may not be a bad thing as the magic seems to have deserted me. I got to the middle of Chapter 20 when the major crisis of confidence hit. That was three days ago. And since then, not a word. I don't even want to look at it anymore. It's only my supremely rational mind (or what's left of it) that keeps me from hitting the delete button.
So back north I go, towards the Icelandic ash, with a gorgeous tan and a still very much unfinished attempt at a novel.
I want my six months back.
3 comments:
Res, listen to Rowling.
http://www.ted.com/talks/jk_rowling_the_fringe_benefits_of_failure.html
Great suggestion, N. That's a great speech.
Thanks N, I agree, that is a good speach.
But she failed at other stuff and succeeded brilliantly at what she really wanted to do.
For me, it's the opposite. I was pretty good at the lawyer stuff, but am failing on an epic scale at what I really want.
But you're right, I shouldn't give up. Maybe just take a break and hope I have it in me to do an awesome rewrite.
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