Inspiration is a funny thing. I laugh at it all the time.
No, not really. Inspiration is actually a thing that rather worries me, which is how I've spent a whole month convincing myself I had nothing to say on the subject. Meanwhile I created an entire world, wrote 35,000 words on a brand-new first draft and even attempted a 48-hour novel challenge. I made it to 5,000 words on that one - an attempt at reviving a character I created when I was either thirteen or fourteen.
Anyway, this is supposed to be my January post for the WriYe Blogging Circle. On with the questions before February advances much further: