Lugnasa Hiroshima Moon
AM working on the novel. Revision. Not back into the swing of it quite yet. Got tired, 
sleepy. Had to get outside and take a walk. Signs of lack of focus. (and, yes, melancholy, too)
That will pass. My groove will come, sliding into place and I’ll get back to regular long sessions. Have to since I also have that second novel, Loki’s Children, to write. There is, too, that new project, The Protectors. Tempting to set aside the revision, the second novel and work on that one.
But I’m trying to step up here, close the deal. Going on to a new work before finishing an old one has much allure. The new. The unknown. No risk since I won’t have to sell Missing. All roads I’ve traveled before, ancient dead-end trails I’m not gonna take this time.
