In a Funk
I think it’s hormones. Hate when it’s hormones. Hormones mess with stuff that doesn’t need to be messed with.
I think it might be this economy and the fact that I have two fabulous books releasing smack dab in the middle of a crisis and there is nothing I can do about it. Maybe I’ll put on my writer sweats and fuzzy slippers and icky green shirt my son hates and sit on a busy corner with a PLEASE BUY MY BOOK sign. Maybe not. It’s depressing when something you have worked so hard on gets caught up in a storm you just have to ride out.
I think it might be MASTER OF CRAVING is taking me longer than I expected and I’m at the, “This pile of pooh sucks big time,” phase. I’ll get over it but it’s not fun while it lasts.
The one bright spot is I am really looking forward to Thanksgiving and beyond. Despite all of this craziness around us, I’m going to enjoy the holidays. I’m looking forward to the First Line Contest, which will launch in a couple of weeks. The bright spot for me today is, I’m over at Title Magic, ready and willing to chat up a storm! C’mon over and say hello!
In the meantime, my funk may be gone by the time y’all read this. Or maybe not.
What do you do to get out of a funk?