Am I editing or am I
re-writing? Most of my afternoon and well into the night was spent typing, and
retyping a novel that I began with fervor four months ago before finishing a
poorly constructed first draft and promptly ignoring the story for a full two
weeks. In the grand scheme of things this is kind of okay. I’m not being paid
to write about international art thieves, I haven’t been given a truckload of
money and a swiftly approaching deadline, or a third thing - so I should be
able to take as much time off from my personal life as I like. Except when I do
I feel like shit. But I can’t stop taking breaks! I love it! I rewarded myself
for retouching the first three paragraphs of my story with playing video games
and writing this blog post. Here’s the kicker…
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