Lately, my writing has been hindered by an insane workload in my job as a teacher.  To complicate matters, a couple of days ago my YA fantasy adventure seemed to morph from a comforting creature into a monstrous vermin.  With 286 pages written and the second draft halfway done, I stepped back from it in horror.  I have so many ideas that it’s hard to remember to keep things simple, and I’m afraid of not being able to bring it all together.  But the answer is, and has always been…

Just keep writing.