reading v. writing: fight!
I had sort of sullenly decided I wasn’t going to write today, and that I was going to read a book instead. So I went and looked at the (close to 100) books on the TBR shelf.
And then went and wrote 1500 words on my own damned book, because I couldn’t commit to somebody else’s. It’s not you, baby, it’s me. I love you, but this relationship just isn’t going to work. I wanted to be with you, but I can see now that it’s a mistake. I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore.
On another note, what title would fit with these two:
TRUTHSEEKER, WAYFINDER, ___________ ?
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(x-posted from the essential kit)