Life is not just about writing. There are always outside factors, and one of those took a swipe at my writing mojo yesterday.
Let me remind everyone NOT to quit your job.
I thought I had a safety net job, a job I had been cultivating for some time. In the back of my mind I took it for granted that I would get this job, and be allowed to live comfortably while I finished my book.
Oops. Bye-bye safety net.
I didn’t get the job.
At first this sent me into a serious depression. Lucky for me, I was able to use this in today’s writing. I sat down seriously expecting not to write one word (note that I still took a sit at the keyboard. This is a key, KEY, thing to do. If I hadn’t at least made myself sit the next part of this story would not have happened). Instead, I came very near my usual word ceiling of two thousand words.
So not all is lost. I don’t know what tomorrow will bring, I don’t know how I will be making money in the coming months (and still being in the midst of my first draft I AM going to have to find work before I am published). But…I progressed my novel, much of it is, I think, good. And tomorrow is another day.