Flop.
That’s the sound my writing made yesterday on the world. My first day out on my Cozy Mystery and I couldn’t string two letters together to make a single word.
Flop.
It took me 43 minutes just to come up with the flop-thing.
Me?
Panic?
Everyday.
But not about this.
Bottom line: Everybody flops; it’s what you do the day after that makes or breaks a writer.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe
