Have you ever had those weeks where you’ve spun your wheels as fast as they can do but you didn’t really go anywhere?

I’ve had two of them back to back and it’s TOTALLY eating up into my writing time.

Use to be that I could go to the day job, come home, writing into the late night/early morning hours, sleep, wake up and do it again. 

But with changes at work. I’m way to exhausted to do anything else other than mess with Twitter and watch TV.

Moving in the right direction means what exactly? Learning to work with people. Have a flexible schedule. Be flexible. Yeah, I don’t think so. I think moving in the right direction means perseverence. Keep smashing my head against the wall until something changes.

Ironically, it’s also the definition of insanity.