My dad loved asking me this question, and now I ask it of myself. I’m thinking about where my novel is going, where the fiction blog is going, and what do I do next? The only thing I know is to keep writing…it’s those pesky details that keep getting in the way.
I’m also thinking about a radical change over at the lake belle blog…this year’s NaNo novel took many magical turns and fairy tale twists and I want to put that in the blog, but I don’t know if I should or if it would work or why I’m worried about doing something I know I want to do. Why does writing so often feel like dancing naked on the castle stairs after all your friends have gone home but plenty of other people are there?