Where are the blips of happiness? Without the reward center in your brain guiding your aim — you’re lost. I could use a bloop but I’ll settle for a blip. You should be happy when you finish writing a book, but I just feel lost each time I finish and I didn’t recover by starting my next novel. My book trailer ideas haven’t panned out; nothing wows me. The blah won’t make way a bit of a blip; just, desert rock dry. Depression makes me awfully error prone; it’s amazing how many mistakes I made in writing this little post but the depression has left me with nothing better to do.