Remember when I posted on my blog about how lovely it was editing you? How I had Pearl Jam’s “The Fixer” running through my head? How I was having tons of fun because the “hard” part was over?
What was I thinking????
There aren’t any songs running through my head now because I’ve lost my mind. (see scary picture below)
Now I’m doubting your characters, your plot, and your entire existence. Nothing makes any sense any more. I wish you would write yourself.
(I feel better already) Your Writer