What stands between me and a fully finished novel? Well, besides the forty thousand or so words, I mean.
Me. I stand in my way. While writing I’m constantly fighting against my bumbling, procrastinating, argumentative mind (yes, I argue with myself”¦and I always win) just to get a couple of sentences down. Sometimes I write and sometimes I curse the computer.
Guess which I did tonight?
No blog entry until Wed afternoon because I’ve sat and stared at the hateful, blinking cursor for hours until I want to punch my fist through the monitor.
I’m taking a break for my own good.