March 3rd, 2010 by Neal

I remember posting a while back about how wonderful it was that I was starting the book with the phrase, “I fart, and my house explodes.”

Now, after more than a week of letting the book simmer before coming back to it, I have worked that paragraph and its surroundings to the point where I had to step away from it and literally ignore it to go on, meaning it’s been three days and I’ve edited 14 pages, most of them today.

Forgiving yourself for not being able to write on a given day is one of the hardest things I do. Because I don’t.

Regardless, I’ve finally broken past the wall, and that means good work, and that means happy Neal. I’ve added some words, spruced up most of the first chapter, and that puts me firmly back into work mode, which was needed:

In the meanwhile, last week I wrote a comic script that I think might be a good first ongoing, to the point that I feel really confident shopping it around, and I just might at the Emerald City Con, provided any editors have an open ear or solicit. We’ll see. I hope.

The flowers are blooming on the trees, and I really needed that. It’s time for a long walk and a little bit of freedom.