Well, haven’t written much this month until today. That sucks, but it was partly because I’ve been kept busy at work and partly because I was sick over the weekend. Excuses, I know.
And that’s too bad because on January 31st I was flying high. I had 16 REALLY GOOD writing sessions last month, sessions where I ACTUALLY MADE REAL PROGRESS and I hope to continue that trend.
Knowing I have to write these new scenes to move on is what killed my momentum. I was afraid for some deep-seated reason or another. But, once again, by forcing myself to move on I’ve proved to myself, yet again, that I can do this.
I also started highlighting my finished paragraphs in red. It’s been helping a lot. A mental stop sign pops up and says, ‘Hey! Don’t read this!’
Perfect!
…man, it’s like the calendar months hate us, isn’t it?