Tam, the Princess of Snark and High Velocity Projectiles, talks about a subject near and dear to my heart.
Yes, I know, I said that writing about writing is counter-productive but every now and then something speaks to you.
The foundation of the Fiction Writing Process is honesty. Did I not write my minimum five hundred words today because… of what, actually? Five hundred words. Five. Hundred. Skipping five hundred words is the heart of a broken process.
But, actually, once you got that five hundred words down (ZOMG I WROTE A BOOK!) the hard part, the true trip to Writer Purgatory, is elimination of the Talent Suck Cycle.
That’s where one day you hand a writer you wish you could be when you grow up some of your material and she breathlessly tells you over Skype “Anthony, this is brilliant!” which sends feelings through you as if the nubile barista whose ass you’ve been admiring from afar lifts up her skirt and begs you to take her virtue.
Then the very next day you produce the literary breakfast of gravel grits served over turd biscuits.