“Life is like a box of chocolates—you never know what you’re gonna get.” — Forrest Gump
Describe your writing life in an analogy (or metaphor).
Are you flying high like Neil Armstrong? Or is your writing life more chaotic than a crazed killer with an ax?
What about your WIP?
Has your WIP stalled like a dirt bike low on gas? Or are you zipping right along like a flat stone tossed across lake water?