If you've read this blog, you've heard me talk of it. It. The thing that haunts me, haunts every writer at one time or another. Even the great ones.
The Blank. White. Page.
I am 9 pages and 2,800 words into my novel. A novel that, when finished, must be 150-320 pages or 15,000-80,000 words. So, only 57,200 words to go (my goal is 60,000), but who's counting?
The Blank. White. Page. You and I will be friends in the end. We will make a truce, come to an understanding, learn from eachother, and, yes...even...eventually...like one another. Just wait, my friend; it will happen. I am Not. Giving. Up.
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