It’s getting more painful the longer I push. I’ve written 60 words this morning. I’ve also done the dishes, paid my bills online, checked all my e-mails, washed the dog’s dishes, am gazing longing out the window at the leaf blower (the county starts its first annual leaf-sucking rounds in our neighborhood tomorrow). I’m looking at my scrawled outline and can’t read some of it. It sucks anyway. This is what writing is like. The fun part is staring out the window imagining it. The hellish part is sitting down and trying to squeeze it out onto the computer screen.
And I’m only 9 percent ahead of where I was last year on day four and I feel like I’ve been tremendously more productive and disciplined.
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<>The fun part is staring out the window imagining it. The hellish part is sitting down and trying to squeeze it out onto the computer screen.<>So true. But Nano is like ripping off a bandaid all at once. In just a couple more weeks, you’ll actually have something you can revise. 😉
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