*Sigh* I miss writing. It is truly my sanity release. For the past four years I found my center, purpose, dare I say joy by settling out of the ratrace my career has turned into and communing with my laptop.
Lately however that has been far from the case. It shows in the pitiful scribblings left on pages and incomplete manuscript I am supposed to rewrite for my third novel. Why? I’m not sure. I do have several changes and experiences to look forward too. One in particular is my next book release (which I’m beginning to dread but that’s another story) set to be in my fans hands on May 15th. The other is musical chairs that has become my job and the growing free time on the horizon. So I should be pumping out the stories right? I even have my own site to create and post whatever the hell I want. *Sigh*
Stress may be a factor, lack of inspiration another. All in all whatever it is I’m growing disappointed in my ability to focus on what is important. If my life is lackluster professionally and personally then here is where I excel. I should be able to create my release. Why I can’t I? What happened to my mojo? Damn it I think I need an deserted beach and tray of long island ice teas to become one with the Minx again. Ugh. I want to write.

Dark Skies is the second installment to my Goth-Romance ‘Serendipity’. In considering how to draw more readers to The Divas Pen from the other archives where I host the Minx’s free reads, Bruce Mayfair came to mind.