I've been struggling to write at anything close to a decent page these past few weeks. A paltry three, four hundred words here and there. At first I couldn't figure out why I slowed down so badly, while writing my first two stories I could maintain a higher pace. But now I think I've figured it out.
The thing is, you see, that I've been trying to follow other people's process. People whom I admire, true, but still, not my own process. I think I have to conclude that writing without knowing at the least the beginning, middle and end of the plot does not work for me. And as a consequence, I cannot write "a story a week" like some others, blessed with more creative minds perhaps, have been doing. So for me it's back to the drawing board, back to hammering out an acceptable outline of a plot before I commit myself to the actual writing.

Also, I've fallen in love with Sigur Ros and their latest album, Med Sud i Eyrum Vid Spilum Endalaust really has the kind of mood that makes me want to write epic fantasy instead of mundane SF. Whoda thunkit?