The Thought Fox Has Gone to Ground

[rebness]

I absolutely suck. I feel like my brain has been sucked out from the side of my head and now lies in a puddle of goo on the floor.

The last few weeks have been hectic as I've been working full-time and spending each weekend busy. Granted, I've managed to get Manchester, the Edinburgh festival, stuff in Glasgow, the Liverpool Mathew Street Carnival and a visit from squishypeanut into these weeks, but I've really been dying to take some tiem alone and to take up writing again.

My attempt at a novel has had another, oh... page added to it, which means if I continue at this rate then I'll have finished it by the time I'm fifty.

I also tried to get back into writing fanfiction. I had a really good idea and have written part of it, but now the ideas won't flow again.

Last night, it was around midnight and I decided that what I really needed was a nice relaxing bath to think. The setting couldn't have been much better; soft candlelight, lavender-scented water in a small Victorian-era bathroom. There is a beautiful fir tree that reaches up past our bathroom and it cast such interesting shadows in the silvery light of the full moon outside that I half expected Cathy to come scratching at my window.

And yet, despite all this, the only thing running through my head was:

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right it's better than yours
I could teach you but I have to charge.

I am so disappointed in my brain, I feel like smacking it. But I think that will only serve to exacerbate the problem.

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[peregrinuscanus.livejournal.com]

It's all about scary nosey-grind-stone stuff as of tomorrow - I got an unsolicited call back from an agent last Friday (she'd read the m/s last April and spoken to me then) - wanting to see a re-draft. It means significant alteration to some of the second half, but I was going to do that anyway in order to re-submit to the publisher who is also interested in seeing it again (after meeting him last April).

Also stuck in the middle of the prequel, c.55,000 words, and wondering where the rest of the story is going to come from....