Oh, I am trying very hard to be inspired.
I looked at my novel, the novel I could not write and could barely read earlier this year because of the brain damage, and I thought, “I can do this again.”
My short stories satisfy me. I am not sure they are any good at all, but I like being able to write a beginning, middle, and an end within a few months. I have yet to reach the end of my novel three years later.
I imagine what that day will feel like–getting to the end of my novel, writing it all the way through!
I’m building up my muscles again, getting my writing chops back.