Monday, September 26, 2011
But not right now. Right now I'm sitting in front of the computer and just plain... hoping. That something useful will appear. I have a deadline. I have a word count. I have half of what I need. I just don't have a clear picture of where the other half will take me.
I'm not sure whether to feel terrified or elated. It could be good. Really good. Or it could all end in tears around the 6000-word mark, when I realise I've backed myself into a corner and can't resolve the ending.
All I can do is trust that it will all work out. And make it up as I go along.
Do you write like this? Do you realise it makes you just a little bit crazy?
[image: I think I need one of those cool lockets from polarity/etsy]