Things are not so good. My brain is stifled in misery. Whatever I used to have is gone.
I really thought this writing thing would be easy. It seems like it used to be easy, one day long ago.
If only I'd never gone this path. I loved the old stuff. Can I go back to that somehow? Just risk everything with my one chance to go fulltime and write/try to sell what I love, rather than the boring stuff I'm trying to write now.
I'd really love to have a series though. Just follow one character through her crazy new life. That would be interesting.
