I took a week off, not just from fiction but from non-fiction and anything writing-related. I was about as tired as I’ve ever been, and had a bad case of post-book funk. I usually need a little time off after a rough project, something that I invariably think will not be the case after this project, whichever project that may turn out to be. Then the bad post-book funk hits, and I get frustrated …
Not fun.
I’m back at work today — actually have a couple of pages done already, with the words flowing nicely and all sorts of bad stuff waiting in the wings to roll into Phoebe Rain’s life.
It’s good to be back.
