So, I’ve written 32, 628 words and now I’m stuck.
Yes, I’m stuck in the middle with you
And I’m wondering what it is I should do
It’s so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losing control, yeah, I’m all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you
Maybe I should watch Resevoir Dogs and feel a bit inspired. I have tried to map out where I want the story to go, but it’s not really working for me. I usually can ‘see’ where a story is going, much like that feeling when you know you just aced the interview and you’re getting the job, you can just see it coming, but I got nothing. (For the record I know I got nothing is incorrect and this is my attempt at humour; go with it.)
I wish it would rain soon. Oh, other semi bad news, the Library program, they are doing their Writer in Residence program on a lottery basis. I might not get a chance to sit with the author to review my work. This bums me out big time. Sigh.
Not going to let this get me down. Going to try to keep going and maybe take a break and see what happens.