I have struggled with short stories of late. Struggle really isn't the correct image. It is more like wrestling short stories and the stories are a grizzly bear with claws and teeth. It hasn't been pretty. I haven't won a single match yet.
Actually, any writing I have done lately hasn't been pretty. I have been getting some writing done. It has been slow and methodical and not necessarily the type of writing I thought I would be doing even two months ago. If you told me two months ago I would be working on a MG/YA type book involving a girl and a messed up prism I would have laughed at you. If you would have told me I would be plugging away on a 2nd grade level early chapter book about a witch with a clothing complex I would have been calling the psych ward to see if they were missing a patient.
Still, I am happy with what I am doing. It may not be the monsters or death that I usually write about and I think I am fine with that for now. Maybe I have most of the monsters out of my system- for now anyway.
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