revelations

courtneywriting

I love love love it when, after struggling with words for ages, you realise it’s not that you’ve lost your ability to tell a story, it’s just that you’ve been telling the wrong one. It’s been two days and I am 2,000 words into a new WIP that’s been poking at my brain for the last week. That’s not much, but compared with the fact it took me over a month to get 5K on my previous WIP, well. There you have it. The last one just wasn’t ready to be told, but it will be and in the mean time, my head’s buzzing with this new idea and I can’t get it all out fast enough! I think I am finally on the right track. I love when that happens, and so that is why I’ve been a bad updater this week. Oh writing. When it’s good it’s very good, when it’s bad etc.,

So sorry in advance if I get all sporadic entries again. But I’ll try not to let that happen.

In other news, my test photobooks still haven’t arrived! What’s that aboot? It feels like I have been waiting forever.