Shit! Uh, I mean, well you know what I mean. It's happening again. It's funny, you always assume you have a handle on your weakness (well one of your weaknesses) until you're confronted by it. At least that's what I thought this go around. I started this WIP with so much energy, nodding at every suggestion my imagination threw at me like it was the best idea ever, only to find myself in the same place I end up with every project: The NOT End.
Yeah, that wonderful place where you are so close to finishing, you just find yourself putting the work off until tomorrow like a bad diet: Oh, I can knock out a few thousand words in a day no problem, I think I'll just sleep a little more and do it tomorrow. WRONG! So wrong, just stop it R.K. stop it. You're being a goof.
This WIP is so ready to be done, I can hear it begging me to tie it all together, but my fingers just won't obey my mind's desire. They're typing out new scenes that'll probably just get cut in the first round of edits anyway, just to prolong this 110k word manuscript.
Even right now, I am writing for the day, and rather than finishing this scene I am choosing to blog about myself not finishing the scene.
I swear, the closer I (and probably others) get to the end, the harder the writing gets. I'm not energized by the finish line, I justify putting it off instead.
Maybe that's why I'm writing this post. To hold myself accountable, to put it out to the public (or the few people who actually read this blog) that this is the week I finally finish this WIP.
Yeah, that's it. This is the week. By the end of the weekend, this manuscript will be done!
As always thanks for reading.