hate it when they use my words back at me
Scenes from Julnawrimo: ME: WRITING SUCKS I QUIT. Jay Smith: Sorry, I already quit tonight. You gotta cover my shift. I reiterated this pouty statement after completely failing to make more than 600 words in three frigging hours last night. COLE: Hey, that's 600 words you wouldn't have if you didn't try. DIANE: *laughs her head off* ME: Gaaaah! Stop using my own words back at me! The Muse, I must admit, has mostly been absent as I slog through BLACKFIRE v. 1. The Muse is a fickle bitch, and when she shows up the writing goes smooth and exciting and fun like the rollercoaster it's supposed to be. The rest of the Chorus does the best it can in her absence, but that's when the writing is more like a slog up a snow-covered hill. I'll get there, but it's hard going, man. The first draft is always like this. Pockets of awesome in the middle of a sea of dreck. It's the second draft when the Muse shows up and things really start to rock. In the sec...