Hazards of the Modern Writer-Postman. Episode 13

It’s happened. The first time, ever, for me in my fiction writing career.

A form of WRITER’S BLOCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don’t if it was, you know, WB, but the other night, as I was on the cusp of sleep I pondered my novel and where I’d be going with it next. There was nothing. Just this dark wall-like thing in my mind (where I can usually play out the action like a movie) preventing me ‘seeing’ anything. Nothing. But the next day I had an answer (a key to The Block) and onwards I travel. Phew. From a writing perspective that feeling is awful. I felt lost. Hopeless. Plotless. I’m glad it was only overnight.

But now it is onwards and upwards with the manuscript – plus, I sat down and wrote myself a detailed plot line from where I’m at (close to the end) all the way to The End.

Now onto more more important matters:

Can you find the letterbox?

Okay. It wasn’t that hard. But this is still an obstacle course for your friendly Writer-Postman.

Manuscript word count: 81,408.

Getting close to the end now and I can’t wait to find out who the killer is. I have my suspicions, but you can never tell with a crime novel there’s always a final twist.