Bzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I think my brain is numb.
I’m about three-quarters of the way through the book I’m working on (writing, not reading), and I feel like I’m moving in slow motion. I know exactly where I want the story to go, what’s going to happen, how it ends, but the narrative just isn’t happening. The dialogue is fine—if I could do the rest of it in static conversations between characters, I’d be done within a week.
‘Course, then the book would suck.
I’ve had moments of writer’s brain cramp before—not exactly writer’s block, just a temporary work slowdown—but nothing like this. Not where it’s like pulling teeth to get words out of my brain and onto the computer.
Words.Are.Stuck.Inside.My.Brain.And.Won’t.Come.Out.
Some people who know me might think that’s justice, considering how often they’ve wanted me to just shut up.
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