It took a band like Tyr, a folk-metal band from the Faroe Islands, to shake off the cobwebs.
Although I love Classical music, sometimes Chopin’s piano concertos and nocturnes are like a sedative and I feel my wits dulling. At such times, not even Dave Brubeck’s mind-blowing album Time Out isn’t radical enough to yank me out of a self-imposed rut.
But sword-wielding Norsemen can do it.
So my writing has been re-invigorated. But I see issues with my scenes (which I plotted on 3×5 cards in January or February of this year). I think I’m going to have to re-plot Act II before I get too far into it.
Tomorrow, I’ll grab my sword and a tankard of ale and get to it!