So far this week I've managed 2000 words on the novel project.
But I woke this morning from a strange dream, and while I can't now remember what the dream was about, it may have given me a new novel idea. So today instead of writing on the current project, I wrote a quick, dirty plot synopsis for a potential next idea. The funniest thing: the idea is kind of "Romeo and Juliet in Space," which I have said is exactly the sort of thing I don't write. So maybe I do. Deal with it.
No excerpt this time. I know you're heartbroken about it.