Writer’s block of a different form. I sort of started this blog as a way to help me grind through the rough patches on The First Novel, maybe work out a few anger issues with The Grumpy Curmudgeon, and last yet certainly not least, build a fanbase of loyal readers. Can’t be the Next Great Novelist if nobody reads my stuff.
I’ve actually been plugging right along on Chapter 11, which is great. I’m maybe about two-thirds of the way done and. . . it has a Zeppelin in it! That’s right! How many stories do you get to read with a Zeppelin, eh? Pretty cool. And no, it doesn’t explode.
But what I haven’t been writing is this blog and I feel like I owe y’all something. Problem is, I don’t really have anything good to write about. So it’s the writer’s block thing sort of. I figure, however, if I write about what I have been writing, and write about why I haven’t been writing about what I haven’t been writing, and put in a picture of a Zeppelin… then we’re good. For now. Yes?