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Sometimes you Need to Take the Pressure Off in Order to Write.
Diary of Being a Writer; Month 56.
Until yesterday, I was dreading writing this blog. Sure, I have previously had times where I have had to admit to not having written for various reasons, all valid. Most recently, it was because I was editing and moving house.
Then those two things were done.
Boxes all unpacked.
Bloody Dawn sent back to my agent in a timely manner.
So now I am free to write whatever I want.
Anything at all.
Anything…
Oh well.
Maybe I could write the Thriller?
Maybe I could write the Cosy?
Maybe I could write more Dawn?
Apparently not.
Instead, I cleaned and painted and organised and groomed my Cocker Spaniel and paired my socks.
I could not think of anything that I wanted to write. The old ideas weren’t grabbing me. I felt lost and uninspired.
I asked my Writers Group; they had some great ideas.
I asked my Team Leader, at work; again great ideas.
