So here’s a crazy thing that happened.
I stopped really producing much of anything writing-related after August. I got really good at journaling, because that was the only way I could think of to process how I felt about getting dumped, moving out of my house, and watching my book wither and die–that, and to write the first half of a contemporary romance novel I have yet to finish.
You’d think that period of not producing anything would have set me back as a writer; that stepping back for a while would cause some doors to close for me. But there’s no one right way to reach your final destination. The old adage about “one step back, two steps forward” is sometimes true. (more…)