I’ve started a story, five years ago, and want to pick it up again. It’s poem to be illustrated, (I even have a willing illustrator). It was supposed to be for a particular little girl. I keep hoping I’ll finish it before its too late.
What stopped my forward progress was the problem of rhyme, and since then that seizure allowed me to lose confidence in the unfolding details of the story. I’m not sure how to get over this.
