If it wasn't bad enough I got ill ....

So I've been battling with the words lately. Not exactly writers block, I always knew where the story was heading, but putting those words down in some readable order ... well ... proved an impossibility.

For now I'm going to let the idea sleep a while longer and hope I can do something with it a little further down the track.

Although there is a notion floating around the inside of my head that it may be a character issue: the protagonist either doesn't want to face the planned events ... or he/she might simply not belong in this particular story.

I'm not quite sure.

For now the cannibals will have to lick their lips a while longer,