Bugger

Last night I had an idea for a short although hopefully interesting post, but I thought I'd leave it for today.

Of course, now I've forgotten what it was.

Whiteboarding

Two down. Eight to go.

Interesting that doing this seems to help my focus when writing. I had been very frustrated with this novel. Sick of it really, although I did (do) want to finish it.

Frustrated with the supposed main character who won't act. Frustrated with the plot that wanted to meander. Frustrated with not being able to connect with it, in the way I had in the first draft.

This, at least, lets me see that I cam going somewhere and I am making progress.