I got down 1500 words yesterday. Shamefully, I'm admitting that at one time I banged my fists against the desk and cried, then buried my head in my arms saying over and over that I didn't want to be a writer anymore. It was a stupid, stupid thing to be. I told my characters I didn't like them and it was all their fault I was insane
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Keep on ignoring that little voice because, honestly, I just can't see how it could be possible that this book could ever be any kind of failure, let alone the ultimate.
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Hurray for six less pounds--that takes a lot of work.
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