It has been over two months since I wrote a word in Flight. What happened?
What always happens: life.
Ok, well, that's what I'd like to think. Sure, my schedule has been hectic, but it's always crazy over here. If I'm really honest, it comes down to this: I'm a procrastinator. I got half-way through the manuscript, started doubting everything, became discouraged, and let my fear drive me away from writing.
It's the same old story.
So I didn't finish in January like I wanted to. I fell off the horse, but I refuse to stay here.
So I didn't finish in January like I wanted to. I fell off the horse, but I refuse to stay here.
I'm going to start fresh, get back up on this horse. I'm going to finish this draft (Oh Lord, help me; I'm only on the first draft!) and I'm going to quit putting it off. It might be slow going, but it's better than not finishing at all.
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