It worked! After forcing myself to write utter rubbish, slowly some decent ideas began to form. I had to do quite a bit of deleting the first morning, but by the afternoon I was rolling. Two days ago I wrote nearly two chapters and yesterday I wrote a chapter and a smidge. Yes, instead of two chapters I wrote three to finish Null City  because I felt it needed a proper closer. All that is left is the epilogue, but I don’t plan on writing it until after I have completed my rev

A week later and I’m still dead in the water. The last two chapters of “ Null City ” aren’t going anywhere. Writing flash fiction was a nice distraction, but that’s all it was. This time it didn’t save me, it actually probably distracted me too much from completing the first draft of my book. I find this to be rather disappointing, but there’s no sense in crying over small works. There’s only one solution that I can see. One tried and true method in order to get past this st

If flash fiction didn’t exist, I’m not sure what I would do. I probably have invented it myself, if only as a writing tool. When I can’t get my longer writings to work as I had hoped, I have two choices; give up or write a piece of flash fiction. Many of these pieces I end up throwing away, but it doesn’t matter. Writing a few hundred words on a random topic oils the prose and gets it flowing again. Terrible ideas are discarded and new ones take their place. All of this thank