Oh blessed weekend

Nothing new on the writing front, but I thought I would leave you with a little something from the bard.

Et tu, Patrick? Then fall, Caesar!

Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?

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Progress

While it's only about a page and a half, I was able to make some headway with CF and things are beginning to flow more naturally. Work still isn't helping, but the motivation to write is starting to come on it's own instead of being thrust upon me.

Curent Word / Page Count: 26,685 / 89

Impending sense of doom

So after a lengthy hiatus, I am getting back to work on Cunning Folk tonight and the prospect of it is daunting to say the least. In the downtime, the work has taken on an almost Sisyphean proportion and I dread looking at what I've written so far and realizing that it is shit.

We shall see.

Feh, feh, and double feh

Woe, woe, woe is me for I find my own problems to be trite and insignificant. The problem I'm facing is one of creative energy. My day job seems to be sucking the creative juices out of my head, leaving me devoid of inspiration and in a general funk when it comes time to actually sit down and write.

Thankfully, I have a fantastic partner in crime who pushes me to at least get words on the page, but when I can get them down, they strike hollow and, well, bad. Granted, I am just getting back into a routine for writing after a two month absence and this may just be the hiccups of starting up again after a long hiatus, but the mountain to climb seems so very, very daunting.

If only work would ease up some.

As always, one should start at the beginning

The impetus for starting this blog is to create a place where I might be able to update my thoughts on a book I am working on, as well as to easily follow a few other blogs I watch.