Disclaimer: there will be whining.
I miss writing. I miss when writing meant writing and not submitting, or making a book, or editing a book, or promoting a book, or trying to schedule readings to promote a book, or networking, or tweeting, or blogging (ahem). I miss feeling like there is never enough paper, like I should turn to napkins, walls, the dirt or sand, the sky, any surface, with any tool, so long as I get it all down.
My new project is big and I've had a couple false starts. Couple five yard penalties. I need to throw the goddamn ball and hope for the best instead of just hanging back like a blitz-shy punk.
|I miss football, too.|