I’m all discombobulated. Nothing I read stirs me. I want to read something amazing, but every thing I’ve started recently I have quickly put down, again after picking it to shreds. This totally sucks!
I blame the writing course. It makes me so critical of my own work (not a bad thing, mind) and there seems to be some seepage.
So I have turned to the good people at Goodreads for inspiration. I’ve downloaded a couple of prospects from Amazon. I’ll let you know how it goes.
That would blow the cob-webs out! Hmm maybe if I’m a good girl hubby might think I deserve a pressie