I’ve lost Faulkner and gained a Lifetime movie…
Ugh. I don’t know what has happened to me, but I’m not pleased.
Has my muse changed shape? If so, no offense, but I’d like to go back to the one I had before.
Lately (like for the past year) when I set down to write, one of two things happens:
1) I get so far in the story, and then I decide it isn’t worth pursuing – I lose interest in it.
2) The inner voice in my head that narrates the stories (sounds crazy, I know. Don’t judge!) sounds like some sappy, weird combination of a Hallmark Channel special and a Lifetime movie. Now, to add to the weirdness – I don’t watch either one of those. I don’t read books that have a “lifetime/hallmark” feel to them. Nothing wrong with those – but they’re just not my cup of tea.
So, here I sit, arguing with my muse — not productive, by the way, in case you were wondering.
Not “winning” at JuNoWriMo. Not making progress on any sort of new draft.
Just sitting here … wishing the Hallmark/Lifetime special would end and Faulkner and Flannery would return with a soundtrack of Waylon Jennings. Seriously – Faulkner, where are you?