Yesterday, I found myself struggling with my writing. As one does. The scene wasn't coming together; the characters didn't want to behave; the emotions felt flat on the page, and I started to ask myself whether or not I was headed in the right path, whether the scene I'd chosen wasn't just a shortcut to the quicksand swamp that separated me from the Mountain of Endgoal. I was at 26,000 words. Yup, typical writing block time: the dreaded Middle.
The Imposter Syndrome
The Imposter Syndrome
The Imposter Syndrome
Yesterday, I found myself struggling with my writing. As one does. The scene wasn't coming together; the characters didn't want to behave; the emotions felt flat on the page, and I started to ask myself whether or not I was headed in the right path, whether the scene I'd chosen wasn't just a shortcut to the quicksand swamp that separated me from the Mountain of Endgoal. I was at 26,000 words. Yup, typical writing block time: the dreaded Middle.