Writing about writing and other topics for writing's sake.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
I went storm chasing this weekend and have tried to recover my writing routine ever since. Apparently, working on this book is, for me, a little like walking a tightrope above the Grand Canyon. If I stop, I lose my balance and fall, smash against the rocky floor below, die, wait until my rebirth, reintroduce myself to the story and its characters, then haltingly, distractedly, almost unwillingly, resume my former position and pace.