I've spent roughly two hours so far today trying to dissect the plot for Crowmaker and decide why it's threatening to fizzle on me. It's not that I don't know what to write next so much as what I should write next just doesn't jump up and dance on the page. So maybe it's not really a plotting issue so much as a butt-in-chair, just-DO-it issue. The "this isn't so bad" angel and the "are you kidding, you suck" devil are perched on opposing shoulders and making the whole thought process deal even more challenging. I should perhaps start with some pesticide and then move on to some meditation and deep breathing to clear my head so I can hear the Muse, should she decide to put in an appearance.
The leg is somewhat better. Being able to keep it more or less motionless today has helped immensely.
2 days ago