Stalled
Yesterday I rounded a corner in my novel-in-progress, and all of a sudden, instead of the next branch of the road unfolding wide-open before me, I found myself facing a blank wall. I had no idea what was going to happen next.
I tried putting myself in a room with my characters, hanging out with them and waiting to see if they’d help me out, all I did was waste an afternoon at the keyboard. Sometimes the way is clear, but often, I keep reminding myself, it’s
