Nanowrimo floundering: let it begin

I’m not proud, but its true – my novel progress is floundering. At this exact moment, I’m not even sure how I’ve managed this in years past. I think a lot of it, while its fun to blame the job, is really down to not being motivated by the story I’m writing. It just doesn’t excite me. I could keep writing it, even finish it, but if the artist feels the story is limping, what kind of story will it turn out to be?

Don’t worry, more writing progress to be posted shortly. But not likely to be nanowrimo related. In the interim, a bearded faceĀ and a tribute to Rodin for his birthday this week.