If Wishes were Horses...

[clarentine]

...I wouldn't be slogging through the mud, eh?

As Murphy would have it, now that my latest Work In Progress (WIP) has finally started talking to me again and looking like I might actually make some progress, my brain is otherwise too tired to really gain ground on the project.

This project - the pirate story, whose protag is Josh - is a strange creature for me. I'm not sure whether my reluctance to push forward has to do with the fact that (a) I have some idea where I'm going with this one, or (b) I'm just not connecting as firmly as I'd like with Josh, or (c) the worldbuilding (as in, I've stepped outside my comfort zone and I can't get my feet under me) isn't reeling me in. Or any combination thereof.

That said, I may gain some forward momentum tonight, simply because I'm too tired to fight my subconscious.

I wish I could figure out how to release that Muse without exhausting myself first.

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If you find a way. . . .

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I wish I could figure out how to release that Muse without exhausting myself first.

If you find a way to do this, Please let me know - and then immediately post it to OWW for the rest. We all suffer from the "But I want to sleep now. . . " complaint.

Re: If you find a way. . . .

[clarentine]

I wish it was as simple as physical exhaustion--which, by itself, probably tells me something more about the reason it takes a reduction of mental barriers to uncage the Muse. *I* created the bars of that box. I ought to be able to cut through them at will. But what else do they release?

Hmm.