I'm much farther behind in what I hoped to accomplish this year, than I ever meant - (even if it seems I mention new stories every couple weeks)
in any case I am plugging along, though I am trying to prioritize and not bite off more than I can digest.
BLOOD OF OUR FATHERS is behind - I've been thinking it would be done for months now, and yet I keep feeling a little blocked on story elements that cannot be avoided (they have to be included, but in the right way) - my personal guess is for whatever reason - something needs to come into my life - and then into the book to make it just so - I just wish whatever that thing was it would come soon...very soon...its what I want for Christmas.
Self-doubt creeps up on artists of every type and field, I have been able to laugh off any of the more inane critiques, its the ones that you know are dead on that cause the "oh crap, I suck" moments and its back to the humble pie table for a big slice.
In any case we need to remember the success's of the past and to soldier through this and keep honing our craft and plotting the coming victory.