I’m working on: Closing in on page 100 of my book 2 edit.
I’m listening to: Invincible: Two Steps from Hell (This album is a must for writers).
I’m happy because: I get to write for consecutive hours today.
The devil on my shoulder says: Open that box of little muses (sour patch kids).
I had hoped for another 4,000 word night, but I fell short with 1,200. I am going crazy as I have entered into the books final conflict and only have about 10,000 words to go. Ahhhh! The intense instrumental was at work, but not inspiring enough.
Have I been tricked? Were the two cups of coffee decaf? Time to let my brain continue the story while I sleep. Write brain is being ghosted.
Author J.R. Roper 