I don't like being yelled at...

Especially when I am in the process of working on one story.  But maybe that is what is meant to happen.  I am supposed to work on more than one idea at a time.  I know it is possible, but I don't want the two stories to collide and end up verbal vomit on my computers harddrive.

However, if I am driving and the nagging voices of these new characters come through beyond the loudness of my stereo and the lyrics I am singing, I know it is time to open up a new document and start writing their whispers giving voice to them. 

I have to reach that Wall and climb it.  I need to finish my old project and breathe life into this new one. 

Weeks and weeks

Although I would like to report I have been busy writing and completing a few more thousand words, this is sadly not the case.  Life has unexpected tendencies and I have had some unexpected stops, pauses and breaks to traverse and deal with.  Wall crashing is not to pleasant.  I don't recommend it at all (evil grin). 

Except of course, to that infamous fear we all face when we hit a block and become scared.  Being scared has an effect on writing.  It prevents the ideas from depressing the keys of this keyboard whose backspace and delete keys are becoming all too familiar territory. 

It seems the day does not have enough hours or minutes lately.  I need more time and more energy.  Instead I find myself looking for other things to do instead of pulling up my Creative Writing folder and selecting "The Beginning." 

I need a motivational coach to stand here and encourage me to get this done.  Maybe I will just have to write one into this chapter.