Whew. That was a tough one. I spent all of yesterday struggling to get a few pages out. Don't you just love it when that happens? I'd sit down and have a mental freeze, type something, erase it, type something else, stare, get up and agonize. I took to carrying a notebook around and writing down whatever passages might work to bridge scenes, and finally, finally something worked out.
So, now that I got through that, I'm in a scene that is flowing quite nicely. Yay!
I think yesterday was one of those days where, years ago, I would have quit as a writer and shelved the whole thing. Needless to say, I'm proud of myself and happy that things can progress onward.
Now, just because you read this and have taken on a little of my pain, I'll give you a treat.
I'll leave it to you to figure this one out. Is it about bras, balloons or watermelon? Or sand? Or phones?