I have not written a word for a while. I never knew that I could hit a roadblock of writing on a blog. My mind has gone blank, so it seems.
The fourth novel I am on right now has turned out to be quite a headache. The lead character does not understand what he should do, although he has been reborn for just that purpose. So he meanders on his own hills and valleys. He has understood his life has a purpose, but what? That beats him.
I allow him to develop, but he takes his own time. He is such an introvert he does not allow anyone else to take part in his development. I never seen such a person before. But then all people are unique. I console myself with that thought