Lately I have been slacking on my writing. I could blame it on work, college, or on all the details of getting married, but the truth is that what I've written lately hasn't moved me at all. Sugary sweet words that could have spewed forth directly from Walt Disney's frozen head, characters with paper thin structure and thinner motivations, and plots that have more holes in them than a piece of Swiss Lorraine.
There are 12 days of school left, and I had hoped to have Tilted finished by now, but in truth I need to go back through the last 10k words I wrote like a poorly knitted afghan and unweave them. My goals are to have 3 books in editing by the end of Summer vacation instead of the one that is there now. I hope to have good news about progress soon.