After suffering for the past few days from Forget-My-Plot and Lost-My-Conflict-itis, I emailed a friend and said: "Okay new plan. For my next book, remind me to staple the conflict and motivation to my forehead."

Did she send sympathy? Offer Support? Judge for yourself, here's her reply:

"That might make it hard to see the monitor screen. Let's staple it to your stomach ... so you can contemplate your novel and your navel at the same time."

I thought about pouting but the truth is, she might be onto something ...

While I suffer for my art, please tell me what you're reading. And that hopefully you're planning on running out and buying ALL I WANT when it hits tomorrow!