I am currently slugging it out with the last few chapters of my next novel. It is a brutally painful endeavor. Every sentence is work and I find myself suffering through every single word. It is a terrible business, this writing. When I'm not doing it I feel less than complete and know that I am wasting precious moments of my life. When I am writing, it is a grind to get to the end of every new story. I have never had such a tough time of it before...and it is turning out to be some of my best work. That's how it is, I suppose. How else could it be really?
If you happen to read this then drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org as I would love to hear from all of you and I always look forward to taking a break from the grind and answering messages!
Thanks for Reading,