Most of them can be called excuses.
Some are valid.
You know like having a baby, losing my vision, that sort of stuff.
But a large part of the reason behind my lack of novel completion is that I lack sufficient motivation. I don't have anything really riding on finishing it etc.
Unlike, say, the motivation to write a 861 word rant about a book I read four years ago and disliked on a Facebook thread.
I don't understand myself sometimes.
Does it really matter to me if a bunch of people I don't know like a book that came out 4 years ago?
Apparently it matters a little.
So... for those of who who are just dying to know what I write instead of my novel or short stories when I have ten minutes of computer time (usually while Ella is eating).... I give you my no-coffee-yet-but-omg-someone-on-the-internet-wants-my-opinion rant about the book The Language of Flowers.
(Yes, my opinion was actually sought. I said I didn't enjoy the book and was asked by multiple people to expound on that. I'm sure they regret asking, but It's TOO LATE~!!!! Bwhahahahah!)
/from the FB thread of Lisa/