Today I started writing my ninth book exploring the theme of pilgrimage. I feel inadequate, riddled with self-doubt, exhausted and excited in equal measure.
“Writing a book is an adventure,” said Churchill. “To begin with it is a toy and an amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that just as you are about to be reconciled to your servitude, you kill the monster and fling him to the public.”
Yikes!
Veni Creator Spiritus.
