I sit here at my computer and I wonder why my fingertips aren’t bloody from pecking away at the keys religiously hammering out my story. Something just doesn’t feel right lately. Something seems off. I feel a bit burdened by something, though I’m not sure why. I think I’ve fallen out of my groove. In actuality, I’ve been out of the groove for weeks now. I can’t seem to get back into the swing of things and my writing is suffering for it. I guess all the research I’ve been doing to prepare for my work in progress is really starting to wear me down. Its gotten to the point where I don’t even want to write it anymore. I can’t let that happen. I didn’t spend all this time researching to just give up on my horror novel. Now, If you’d be a dear and help me figure out what to do with all those bodies in my basement I’d greatly appreciate it. I need to get back to writing. Research is such messy work, isn’t it?
*Disclaimer – no living creatures were harmed in the writing of this completely fictional post. Now take a deep breath, relax, and laugh a little.