Was cleaning out stuff on my computer and snooping around some old stuff and discovered the beginnings of two more stories (one a novella, the other a novel) and just for the fun of it sat down and read them. Damn, they were good! :-) Sure, I'd change some stuff since they were written almost two years ago and I've learned a lot since then, but all things considered they were good.

But then I started thinking about them, and with the other two novels I have sitting on my plate right now, and why I had stopped where I stopped with each of them. Each of the four are between 7-8,000 words... how terribly consistent. :-) And I stopped with each because I didn't know where to go next. This morning in the shower I realized that I stopped at the point that marks the end-of-the beginning and beginning-of-the-middle. Again, how terribly consistent.

So, I'm left with having to acknowledge that the beginnings of stories/books come easy for me... now I just have to figure out how to do the middles. Damn, I wish I had a clue what happens next! :-)