I’ve picked up my pencil again, but the writing’s not going all that well.
I think I might have a ghost dog. Maybe. I can still hear Jordan’s dog tags on occasion, and sometimes I can feel him rub against my writing chair. It would be nice to still have him around in some capacity.
But a bright spot appeared on my horizon yesterday. I discovered a basic, but major, flaw in my main character and I found a way to fix it. So, that mental frequency is coming in clearer. Hopefully that will increase my productivity.
See everyone on Sunday!