So I've decided that I'm going to write. Not do it for a living or whatever, but enough to forever silence that little stupid voice in my head telling me that's what I'm supposed to do.
And I can't do it! I've written a total of two pages since I started this week. And when I even think about it, I feel sick. I mean I feel like I could literally hurl. WTF? What is wrong with me?! I'm excited about doing it, I want to do it. I want to finish a "novel" this year. That's my goal. Not the great American novel or anything like that, just a bunch of pages that when put together make some semblance of a story. So why do I feel SICK about it?
I'm going to do what Stephen King said he does sometimes...just type fuck for ten pages straight. Seriously, how do these writers do it who write for hours each day? My brain does not have that capability...
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
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