In writing my trilogy, I’ve learnt a few things about just how terrible King Arthur was for telling us about the Middle Ages.
In my many years of failing to complete a novel, I wrote by the seat of my pants. I didn’t know where my story went, how it would end, or anything beyond my main character.
Everyone has good days and bad days; it’s genuinely accepted as a universal fact. But what a lot of people never say is just how hard it is to finish a damn novel in the first place.