*grumble, grumble*

Sitting at my desk, working on my novel and nothing is coming out today.  Can’t force it, can’t make it happen.  The more I grasp at this ephemeral material the less access there is to it.  I’m frustrated!!  Wrote a grand total of 68 words today.  I’m not a happy camper.  In fact, my inner writer wants to throw herself on the floor in a fit of rage.  A bit dramatic I know…but full throttle kicking and screaming out of sheer frustration. I need an intervention. The belief in my own ability to finish this project is flagging today.  I can feel hot, biting tears filling up my eye sockets as I write these words out.  Yes, a bit overly dramatic.  I have to remember that I’ve gotten this far with the story.  I have managed to finish projects in the past so I am capable of finishing this one.  And just because I don’t “feel” it today doesn’t mean it will NEVER come.  The inner critic has the bullhorn today and all I can hear is, “I can’t write.”  I think a long walk after work is needed.  I’m so caught up in my own head that I’ve forgotten how to breathe.  Peace~

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