Aaaargh! The weather has continued to be awful and the long lazy days I’d planned in my garden with Jack have been postponed. So what to do? I know, I’ll write another book!
I’ve started. I’ve mapped a vague plotline out, organised a working title (which may or may not survive) and started writing the first chapter.
All well and good, but it’s very, very slow going. I’ve been stuck and distracted and haven’t got any further for the last fortnight.
Where’s my mojo? I think it’s got up and left me. I remember being so excited to write the early chapters of Jack Chi, but this book is taking a little longer to get off the ground.
Still, writing my first book taught me it’s a process, perhaps it’s just a bit longer this time? I do like the story line, I just need a bit of focus to bring it to life.
Jack himself, of course, has no idea what all the fuss is about. As long as he has my knee to snuggle up on and as large a collection of teddies as he can get away with, then all’s well in his world.