I have a secret, recurring fear, and I'm curious if any of my readers share it.
Everytime I get an idea for a new picture book manuscript, I always wonder/worry, "Is this the last good idea I'm going to have?" I have no concrete reason to have this concern. The idea fountain hasn't dried up yet.
But I always worry a little.
There's just something so exhilirating when that spark ignites. It happened yesterday, and it's just...fun.
Of course, I should be working on my YA WIP. I've given myself a deadline (which is not looking hopeful) of February 2nd. I want that Groundhog to pop out of its hole and see my completed manuscript. But that's going to be a hard deadline to meet when a small sheep is prancing around in my brain doing really funny things to distract me.
I'm not complaining, though! I'm thankful that the ideas keep coming.