I like the idea of “forward motion.” I am inordinately fond of the illusion tha...

I like the idea of “forward motion.” I am inordinately fond of the illusion that I am getting somewhere. Because of this, writing is often frustrating for me. I move so slowly (two pages a day) that sometimes I don’t feel like I’m moving at all.
It was pleasing, then, to gather up all the drafts of the novel (due out next year!) and see them piled high on my desk.
I felt like I had done something.
I felt like I was getting somewhere.
And seeing that pile of paper made it easier to get up thi...