Inspiration can not be halted, it lives a life of its own. Art goes where it intends to go. It was never my intention to write a novel. The book on Jan van Boeckel’s journey into the unknown and his family’s never ending search for him is writing itself. I have written many posts which I am rewriting into chapters, with even more inspiration for the rest. And there is a lot of material that needs to be addressed and read and researched. But that is all wonderful to do, and has a very natural flow.
I have now, however, reached a point where I do not know what I should already post and what I should not post. And whether I will be the only interested party in the end product. And that I will need proof readers, and how to go about that. Yikes! Creative crisis! Not of the inspirational kind, but of the apprehensive variety.
Does anyone have any sound advice?