42,000+ on RLT 3
This book is killing me. Slowly. And I think it's enjoying it. Should be at 60 by now.
I think, if this continues, I'll stop and re-read book 1, The Plan. Get to know the characters again.
I've learned a valuable lesson: never, ever, EVER let someone read your work before it's finished. What the hell was I thinking. Everything was going so well: had a clear vision of the story, tone was set, chaos and violence was ensuing... and then someone who shall remain nameless questions the characters, and WHAM!
What do you do when you're so excited to sit down and work at the end of the day (or beginning, or middle, whatever you prefer) you can barely stand it, and when you do, all that comes out is utter crap? Maybe not to anyone else, but crap to you.
Growing pains. Live and learn. Practice, practice, practice. Read more, write even more. Tear it apart and put it back together. Work everyday, even if you only produce one incoherent sentence.
Yes, that was me giving myself a pep talk. Well, the censored version anyway. I'm sure most of you have suffered from CRD (creeping rot disease) from time to time. Not you Zak: you're chronic and something altogether different. Don't know if this is my problem. Maybe I need to "sharpen the saw."
Perhaps I'm just being a brat and complaining senselessly to the computer screen. If this is the case, please for the love of God, someone smack me.
Or I'll smack myself and save you the time. Either way, back to work I go. Hi-ho, hi-ho, and all that stuff.