I’ve been working on the same story for what seems like decades, but has probably only been about a month or so. There are times when writing really does feel like work and I persecute myself for not getting things done. Then there are nights like this when I feel like I’m still in college, neglecting to work on that one project and instead wasting time with Internet and alcohol.
The only real difference now that I’m drinking French gin instead of crappy coolers.
Published on November 14, 2013 23:46