by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
I fear that my idyllic time when it comes to being able to write is about to wrap up soon. I’ve been very grateful for the time this wonder time has existed. My only annoyance with myself is that I’m just so fucking moody.
Like, I should be working on my novel right now but I am punting that until tomorrow morning. I just don’t feel like doing any fiction writing at the moment.
I hate the idea that I’m, in general, drifting towards my goal with the fact that I’m probably going to see a dramatic change in my life sooner rather than later. Anyway, as I’ve said, I’m pleased with what I have produced with this novel just in general.
But, like I said, I wish I could focus and write more quickly. As it stands, however, I can’t even force myself to do any reading. Ugh. I’m so embarrassed.
