Crazy lady post again.
I do feel like I've been a bit crazy these last few days. Why? Because I'm having fits with my plot. And when my writing isn't going well, it affects my mood. I feel out of sorts and lethargic, and, well, grumpy. The urge to give up, to go with every cliched plot out there, overcomes me. But I stubbornly push it away.
But when the solution to the plot finally, finally, appears? It's like magic. The mood improves. The giddiness returns. The joy explodes. I can't wait to start writing.
Of course, this is a cycle. When I'm in the midst of the novel and am having problems, that 'mood' will return again. I'll withdraw from others, grumble, groan a bit, and otherwise be a pain in my own tush.
Tell me I'm not alone in this! ;-)
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