Blocks. Football players face them, vehicles drive around them, toddlers play with them, and writers sometimes become immobilized by them. One way or another, we all face them in some way, shape, or form in our lives. I've looked eye to eye with mine far too long. Finally, I feel as if the door to my thoughts and creativity is once again open. It's as if I can see the exit to this no-man's land. I've spent probably 8-10 hours of the past 2 evenings writing my heart out, and I've loved every minute. The manuscript editing is going well, and I must say the changes are coming together quite nicely. I may have even picked the title. Finally! So very thankful...
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