Bad news. Can't write, never gonna write again. Have in fact been kidding myself all along and people are just too polite to tell me so. Inches away from taking down this site, packing up my pen, and getting
a real job.
Good news. I finished the page proofs for Ghost Maps (with help from Pat). So the book will be out in another 6 weeks, which will allow me to pretend to be a writer for a bit longer.
I write, therefore I am. Descartes would have done the world a service had he phrased it that way.
Erin, you have a gift with words. Don't give that up entirely, for your own sake. Take a break if you need to, but don't give up.
Don't fret. You need to focus, and right now your attention is scattered. Let things just settle for a while, and after a bit something else will start to simmer.
Humbug. You wrote this diary entry, didn't you? QED.