This one has been a struggle. It wasn’t until the last two days of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) that I finally got going in the right direction of the novel I’m working on. That was after reading some passages to my husband who said it needed something, which it did.
After meditation on Tuesday morning, my muse bonked me on the head with a totally new idea of where to go with the story, and yet another layer to add during Wednesday morning meditation. By noon on Wednesday I had my fifty thousand words in. There is much more to write, but at least I’m happy now with what I’m writing.
Last night I read the revised parts to my husband, and he said he liked it. So pleased with that.
I add almost given up on it, but at the last moment, said, no, I have to do this.