Filed under: writing mysticism
I’ve already had that special moment when you realize that you’re probably going to cut 6,000 words from your short story in progress. Today I had that special moment when I realized that I’ve written 13,000 words and haven’t reached my central conflict yet.
This is the point where my ex would traditionally inform me that I was writing a novel. Nope. I think it just took me this long to figure out where the hell this thing is going.