You just have to push past the bad days to get to something worthwhile. The chapter with my hero still isn’t coming. Fine, whatever, I’m so done fighting with him. The man is stubborn. I honestly just don’t have the patience. And while before my OCD would not let me write out of sequence, now, my frustration and utter desire to get past this point of the book has actually managed to get me to write, not one, but two chapters ahead. So there. What do you say to that, Mr. Hero?
I managed to get in 2867 tonight. I’m proud of that figure, particularly because I’ve had a tough writing week. But to make things even better, I actually like the chapter I wrote tonight. I got excited about the characters again. Got emotional, felt pulled in by the action to the point where I genuinely felt surprised by some of the characters next move. It was so exhilirating!
So now, I don’t hate my book so much. I don’t feel like the worst possible writer in the history of mankind. 😉 Yea, that’s right, I said it. I get dramatic, ok? ha ha.
Maybe I’m onto something here. Let’s hope I figure my way out of this funk completely.