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Writing this novel is like pulling fucking teeth
I'm sorely SORELY tempted to just scrap it and start anew but I know myself better than that
I can come up with Idea's but right now ALL of my writing is just flat as a brick
There's detail but there's no emotion behind it. Things are missing
I know Why. Im so busy and preoccupied a large chunk of my brain simply doesn't give a shit
But Im still doing it. No matter how painfully slow I may go. I'm going to keep pounding this crap until I get to 50,000 words
Fuck sleep and socialization.
I'm going to kick this creative slump in the ass
I'm sorely SORELY tempted to just scrap it and start anew but I know myself better than that
I can come up with Idea's but right now ALL of my writing is just flat as a brick
There's detail but there's no emotion behind it. Things are missing
I know Why. Im so busy and preoccupied a large chunk of my brain simply doesn't give a shit
But Im still doing it. No matter how painfully slow I may go. I'm going to keep pounding this crap until I get to 50,000 words
Fuck sleep and socialization.
I'm going to kick this creative slump in the ass