Confession

I haven’t written a thing in months.

I completely rewrote my Tristan story based on my line editor’s notes about narration vs narrator and just stopped writing.

I needed a break.

My mind was full of correct but not correct for me writing advice. I was writing for other writers not for myself or readers. I was always worried about my prose being good enough or industry standard. Every word was judged by whether it would sell or fit into expected genre plot points.

I was fixated on form not function.

A couple days ago, I started writing again and it felt like the old days when I didn’t know anything.

Nice.