Total creative nosedive. For the last several weeks I’ve had nuthin.
Big bags of nuthin.
All manner of writing has stalled. Especially the big fiction projects.
I’ve got characters on the run from the law, stuck outside a carnival, moping in Japan, flirting in the Yucatan, bickering in Los Angeles, and even one or two that are struggling with freaking magic rings. And they’re all on pause.
The DVR in my brain needs a reboot.