I’m not sure if I’m supposed to blog this…but what the heck!
I’m in the awful place of feeling as if I can’t write my way out of a paper bag. Every word is hard to come by and feels awkward. This is not a new phenomena and I know I’m not the only writer that goes through this — of course the others perhaps don’t share it with the world via cyberspace. :doze:
I’m going to do the only thing that I know to do — I’m going to tell that nagging, hateful, insidious voice in my head that alternately whispers and shouts that I’m making a total hash of this…I’m going to tell it to shut-up…and I’m going to keep writing forward.
I AM NOT going to put back on my pajamas and watch The Constant Gardener or crawl back into bed and re-read Loretta Chase’s Lord of Scoundrels…because then I slip further behind, but more importantly, then that malicious voice has won.
In the words of Winston Churchill, “If you’re going through hell, keep going.”
This too shall pass.
Push on, Jen. I’m right there wit’ choo. :P
Comment by Rhonda — March 16, 2006 @ 10:34 am
Gesundheit! :confused:
Comment by Jen — March 16, 2006 @ 11:02 am
salut to that
Comment by kim — March 16, 2006 @ 11:20 am
Jen — I am at turns both life-alteringly horrified AND relieved to know that regularly having to fight with _every_ _single_ _blasted_ _word_ is something that will stick with me through the rest of my so-called writing career.
)
I don’t know whether to thank you, or throw something. (Be glad I can’t decide.
ps. Oh, in case you’re wondering, you are a FANTASTIC writer. I LOVE the things you write. So THERE. :P (Oh, and Rhonda, too–’cause I know she’s reading this as well… ) *g*
Comment by Kris Starr — March 17, 2006 @ 10:03 pm