Writing seems...

To have its days. I love to write, create and sink myself into a world of my own creating. IT is a wonderful feeling. Like a warm snuggly blanket on a cold winters day.

And to tell the truth I have written far more in the last month and a half than I have in any year previously. Most of it has been in my blog here, but a lot of it has been dedicated to finishing up the novels I have on the go. Which is surprising as I dont normally work on them until the early fall or late summer.

But lately the act of putting my thoughts on my screen is like trying to make my kids do what I want them to do when they are supposed to do it. In other words hard as hell.

Not that I dont love my kids and my words, but man some days I think it would be easier if I knew how to make em work the way I wanted them to. Not that my kids are horrible little monsters, they arent, they are kids all the same though. Same with the words I write. When I get into a groove they flow like water and usually make a decent amount of sense.

*sigh*

I want to be able to consistently put words on a page and them to make sense, but somedays it still feels like I am not writing but rather giving birth to yet another stubborn kid :)

~Allison