The Brilliance of Socks

I am a day behind... Actually months behind. But, here I am back on The Last Draft Writers Group blog. I confess that I have been selfish and need to be a better group member! Mea maxima culpa!

Almost every day on the train, I have been plugging away at my novel. Sometimes, it feels as painful as watching the Bears play against Green Bay. I wish I were better, faster, more inspired. I wish the ideas and words would flow out of me so quickly that my fingers would have difficulty keeping up. 

Alas, this is usually not the case. Lately, it seems that each sentence is painstakingly drawn from my creative vat and wrung out on the page - and they have been mostly socks....

I wish I was BRILLIANT! But, I am not. What I am trying to be, though, is diligent. I am hoping my diligence will occasionally result in flashes of luminosity that will eventually connect together to create a novel of intensity that will even interest a fussy reader like me! Brilliance come, I say! Even if if it has to be rhinestone socks...