As I move forward with my first novel, I go with the motivation of a mental halfway mark. I'm reminded of nights in my dorm room, hammering out pages of fiction for classes that week, and being happy. I listened to my younger self, who said he wanted to be an author and an actor, and here I am at 23, actively chasing it.
I hate feeling stuck, and stuck doesn't have to mean at a dead stop. Stuck can mean bumbling along a cloudy path. Here are questions you can ask yourself to help:
"So, Linus, what do you do for a living?" I'd been here a thousand times, knowing that this potential relationship was already doomed. So, I decided to have fun with it. "I'm a freelancer. Kind of between jobs." She sipped her champagne. Her eyebrows leapt with a feigned spark of intrigue.
Here's what sprung to my mind when considering things to do on your day off.
I write because I want to be remembered. I want to tell grand stories that connect with a wide audience of readers.