Okay, I admit it

[pjthompson]

I didn't do a lick of writing last week. What with the pre-election worry, then the euphoria, and the awestruck gratitude, I was useless. But I hit RESET on Monday and have done all right for myself this week.

I guess I've got no choice now but to finish this damned novel. I'm at that strange place of confluence where there aren't a lot of twists and turns left and I can see all those little plot points floating out at sea, each waiting to catch the next wave to shore. Quite a few little surfer dudes on the swells. It will be interesting to see if they all have successful rides—or if some of them wipe out and get carried away by the rip tides.

And this post by matociquala managed to comfort me quite a lot. I will never be one of those production line writers. I usually do quite well meeting deadlines (except the ones I set for myself), but I doubt I'll ever be able to write two books a year, even if I didn't work 40 hours a week. So, I'll just try to be happy with what I do accomplish.


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Comments

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

you have no choice. finish the damn thing

[pjthompson]

Damn.