At this rate, I’m never going to get anything finished, much less published.
I had gotten some writing in, and I was generally pleased with it, although not completely married to it. I realized I had neglected to factor in X detail, which meant I had to change Y. After altering this and adding that, I realized I wasn’t getting past the first thousand words. Between the fear that I had hit the turd-polishing stage and the realization that there was still a lot I didn’t know about my characters, my will to write took a nose-dive.
The story is still there, percolating under the surface, but it is more the slow blub-blub of a tar pit, when I think I need it to be more of a fast boil. Hmmm…
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