Monday, May 17, 2010
I took my car in to be serviced this morning and I was in and out in an hour. Although the service center has put the prices up, you can't beat their customer service. I'd been taking my car to the dealership for the past couple of years and they have the crappiest service EVER. So, getting in and out quickly just made my day. It's funny how the simple things in life make me so happy.
Now, I'm back to battling my synopses into shape. And I've been procrastinating like crazy. Not writing nearly as much as I should be writing. Okay, not writing hardly at all. Spending too much time surfing the internet. And I even cleaned my bathroom this morning. How in the world am I ever going to be a published author if I don't write? I'm not feeling the love for this story at the moment. Does this ever happen to you? You start out liking the story, loving the characters but somewhere along the line the love affair with it seems to fizzle out?