Who knows what it is, or if it’s passing or what. I was about halfway through the last part of the AP storyline, and I stopped. I lost complete interest, stared out the window and packed it in for the day. Bah. Not a good sign when you hit the most dramatic part of your story and you just give up on it.
The voices told me that now would be a perfect time to just pack the whole series in. After all, who reads it? asks the seductive voices. What point is there to continue, other than on blind faith. After all, you’ve proved you can pull a long haul series. What’s left to prove?
I’ll finish the interlude of course.
Cassie and I were talking about writing a few days back, and what I want out of writing and such. Maybe that has a little something to do with things. But, the sudden disgust and feeling of pointlessness in a writing project hasn’t hit me like that before. Who knows what I will do on this one.
