Selah // Something Witty

When the morning rose with the cold.

Date: 11.05.18 -- Day 108 (NaNo Daily WC: 988; NaNo Overall WC: 6104)
Music: "Holding Hours" / Reddening West

Oh boy.

Guess who stalled out? Guess who has been pulling teeth to get the writing to happen? Guess who realized that this is going to be a thing beyond just telling the inner editor within me to shut up? Guess who has been banging her head against her desk for the past three days?

So there's a glitch. Multiple glitches. So many glitches that my eyes are starting to twitch every time I open up the writing doc on my computer. I'm not sure what to do because I can't keep writing what I'm writing without stalling out. Day 3 is when I knew I had a problem, but upon Day 5 I came to the realization that I'm beginning to hate this by the mere association to frustration.

I've made the executive decision to pause writing so I can take the next couple of days to rip it apart and try to reassemble something from it because I don't want to scrap this completely. This isn't going to be like last year where I set fire to the whole after finishing. This needs to be something. I want this to be something. Is it too much to ask for mild coherence?

This is fine. I'm fine. Everything is fine. I'll stop grinding me teeth eventually.