There is no fun in whoville today. And there hasn’t been in at least a week. I am not writing on my spy novel. It’s sitting forlorn and abandoned. It just isn’t fun to write and I’ve heard if it wasn’t fun to write it won’t be fun to read. So it sits.
Technically I’m justifying this lack of writing by researching for it. LOL. A book I wanted eons ago came in at the library and I’m slogging my way through a badly written SAS handbook. But I know and you know, it’s just my way of avoiding writing.
And today I’m ok with that. I will finish this damn spy novel…just maybe not this month. Chalk up a loss for Camp Nanowrimo 2015.
Have you ever shelved a book fifty times and finally managed to finish it and be happy with the final product? Do tell.