He could find another.
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mugenmineStuck: Day 7
Chapter: ?
Total 3,196
The words are flowing. 500 a day. Limiting myself to about 500 a day is helping with knowing I have a reserve for tomorrow, and not overdoing it on my back (in the chair). The thing is that they're not really good words. Those will hopefully come later when I'm all out of crappy words. I'm purposefully (attempting to) not look back for fear of disappointment and the gnashing of the teeth. I believe I'm right on schedule with my early onset pre-first draft angst.
Yes. It's crap. It's really bad. Those aren't really sentences you've put down there and you've used that adjective about twenty times. And my god get a new verb. No not looking back. At this stage it's still the "there's no fucking way I'm going to get this to work" or "this is way too strange and awkward" or "you're really going to put that out there?" or "wrong voice!!!" All of those. But the words are still coming. Write to the end then insert a beginning. This still seems rather headless. Not sure if I need a beginning or if I've already started too early. Still trying to sort out what I'm trying to get John to explore, and what arc will he travel during this strange story. At least there will be predicament bondage, most likely written with the same adjective and one verb. I've been wanting to put that in there for quite some time. Ugh words. My saving grace in all of this is that I know when my shit is shit and will cull that fucker to the ground until it's human-ready.
I'm taking a "Writing While Blocked" workshop on Sunday. Before the final viewing party, before the end of season weeping and consuming of the ceremonial cookies. Ironically I'm taking the class during the a time when the words are flowing like (murky) water! Does this mean I can sleep in instead? Ah, I'm sure I'll learn something for future blockage.
Chapter: ?
Total 3,196
The words are flowing. 500 a day. Limiting myself to about 500 a day is helping with knowing I have a reserve for tomorrow, and not overdoing it on my back (in the chair). The thing is that they're not really good words. Those will hopefully come later when I'm all out of crappy words. I'm purposefully (attempting to) not look back for fear of disappointment and the gnashing of the teeth. I believe I'm right on schedule with my early onset pre-first draft angst.
Yes. It's crap. It's really bad. Those aren't really sentences you've put down there and you've used that adjective about twenty times. And my god get a new verb. No not looking back. At this stage it's still the "there's no fucking way I'm going to get this to work" or "this is way too strange and awkward" or "you're really going to put that out there?" or "wrong voice!!!" All of those. But the words are still coming. Write to the end then insert a beginning. This still seems rather headless. Not sure if I need a beginning or if I've already started too early. Still trying to sort out what I'm trying to get John to explore, and what arc will he travel during this strange story. At least there will be predicament bondage, most likely written with the same adjective and one verb. I've been wanting to put that in there for quite some time. Ugh words. My saving grace in all of this is that I know when my shit is shit and will cull that fucker to the ground until it's human-ready.
I'm taking a "Writing While Blocked" workshop on Sunday. Before the final viewing party, before the end of season weeping and consuming of the ceremonial cookies. Ironically I'm taking the class during the a time when the words are flowing like (murky) water! Does this mean I can sleep in instead? Ah, I'm sure I'll learn something for future blockage.
