These days, I'm shuffling along. I sometimes say stumbling but really, most of the time it's shuffling. Stumbling implies a faster, forward way of progressing. Shuffling is less assertive, less confident.
However, shuffling is a slow but steady movement forward. That's not quite right either. So perhaps I should say, "I'm shuffling around, my writing progress stuck in the-middle-of-the-might mode, where I'm flailing my hand around in the dark, trying to find the light switch."
The light switch is what will illuminate my way on the path to
What George Michael song am I tuning into right now? (I'll bet you can guess.) What else did I write about my stumbling? Head to The Muffin and find out...
At least you are making progress.
ReplyDeleteFAITH, girl! ;-)
ReplyDeleteWhat Linda said. And my other comment over at the Muffin. :-)
ReplyDeleteLinda--I hope that's what it's called...
ReplyDeleteShay--I gotta have it. ;)
Cathy--Thanks. From the Queen of Korean children's books, that means a lot.
Hang in there, Sioux! Persistence does pay off.
ReplyDeleteI certainly hope you're right, Pat. ;)
DeleteSorry. I meant to comment, but I got sidetracked thinking about George Michael's butt in that video.
ReplyDeleteI am neither shuffling, nor stumbling. I am plopping. Sitting on my ample rumpus, doing not a dang thing. It's like I've lost all motivation.
Keep on sticking with your manuscript, like Flex Seal on a cracked boat!
I haven't seen the video in decades. Perhaps I need to take a gander. (Or a goose.)
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