Nothing
Hitting that struggle spot again. I’m working on this month’s story for The Stinklings and I’m just plain stuck. I reread what I have so far, and I realized that I’m just stumbling through, hurrying to get to a plot point. And it shows. So, I deleted about two pages worth of stuff and am trying to rewrite the whole clumsy mess. This is all difficult for me, because writing use to come without any effort. I would just get an idea in my head, grab a notebook, and go. Granted, I didn’t write with the ease and volume that Haley did, but I still wrote a fair bit. Now, even though I feel like I can do it again, it’s taken effort. Effort that I’m not used to employing when it comes to this.
That’s alright, though. I guess I just need to keep working at it. And as long as I keep a positive sort of mind about it, I should be okay. No sense in getting discouraged and giving up for another six, seven years. When it gets like this, I just write a blog entry, which is kind of my cheat, I suppose. Anyway, back to the grind.