Too much of a good thing

     My writing has been creeping along slower than a seasick snail. (Love the alliteration!) It's been a period of staring at the screen and writing and rewriting the same paragraphs over and over and feeling guilty for not progressing on the book. A few days ago I realized that my hero and heroine are confined in a place of utter luxury, unable to go anywhere, and all their needs and wants are fulfilled. It's a stasis where they have no motivation to change or move ahead. In other words, death for the story. In writing this, I see that I have to introduce an element of discomfort and danger to bring about  progress so I can finish it ...
     And so it goes in our lives. Without some problems, without a sense of "want"(ing) to motivate us, we go nowhere...

It's a new year

Happy 2013 everyone!

I'm finally getting time to write after overseeing repairs to the house. Those beastly termites had done a fair bit of crunching on the walls--and paid for it with their lives.

It's a new year and time for resolutions and goals. No, I am not planning to go on a diet. Rather, my personal goals center around staying healthy and in good spirits. I'm going see The Hobbit tomorrow with a writer friend. I love Tolkien and Peter Jackson does a phenomenal job.

As for writing: On Saturday folks in my RWA Chapter set out goals for the coming year. I plan to explore self-publishing for The Dark Lady's Stone and keep working on The Dark Lady's Troubadour, a.k.a. Troubadour's Quest. I also look forward to interacting with my fellow writers--and hopefully readers--both on-line and in person.