It truly isn't. I look out the window at the louring clouds assaulting my senses for the second day in a row and feel my spirit dive. Reading up on how to write the perfect query letter <*shudder*> for the novel I'm currently polishing certainly didn't help. And actually working on that novel? Pfffft. Forget-about-it. My muse is gone, or at least too stagnant for even that endeavor.
Yet, look at what I've just accomplished here. No, it is not very long, nor is it very compelling. Still, I have written something, and it is something coherent. And just because I've accomplished those usually minor feats, I am going to go ahead and publish this entry.
Perhaps a long walk will help to clear the remaining cobwebs - all those endorphins you know. Maybe afterwards, working on my manuscript, or even a <*shudder*> query letter won't seem all that bad to me. Or at least, not so very daunting.
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