This is a post for Alex J. Cavanaugh's Insecure Writer's Group Hello Everyone, I hope life is treating you well. It seems hard to believe that we are already into February. Where the heck did the time go? I hoped to complete four chapters of my novel last month. Instead, I only got through two. At this pace I'll never get to the end. When I complained about this to my husband, he accused me of holding back because I was scared of the unknown. Although I denied it, gave lots of reasons I had not completed my monthly goal, somewhere deep inside I knew he spoke the truth. When I first began the novelist's journey, my head was in the clouds. I effortlessly wrote and published a couple of short stories and my thesis was also in print. Then I came up with the idea for my book, and at the time, thought it was so good that an agent would beg to see it. I imagined myself as the next Stephen King (what a putz I was back then). About 170