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[leomacgivena]

世の中には変えてはいけないものが色々あると思うけど、その筆頭はキッコーマン醤油の醤油さしの形だと思う。

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[niarin-blog]

Our Writing Demons

It's funny when you wake up and you just don't get to writing. You know you should, but you just don't feel it. But that's the thing - when I start thinking about writing, or anything, as a Should I know it's probably time to re-group. To get some perspective and take a step back. This morning was such a morning. I had no writing in me. I was in a bad mood and I just didn't feel like a writer. Reaching 20,000 yesterday didn't matter. I started having thoughts about never getting any further, fuelled by posts I've read from previous NaNoWriMo's and people not getting further than 20,000. Starting to believe that perhaps I was where they once were, when the motivation had just drained out of them. The initial buzz of the first week gone. And now just the chore of having to finish this damn thing. Beginning to think of it as a draft rather than a novel. Not giving it any credit. That it's all trash anyway, that nobody in the entire world would ever want to waste their time reading such banality. Sigh. Then, later in the afternoon I just sat down. I thought that I could at least write 100 words, or one paragraph, one sentence. Then at least I'd done something. But the first sentence was followed by another, then the paragraph grew to more and I ended up at 4000 words, a thousand short of the half-way mark. Perhaps because I didn't care. Perhaps because I went into it with the mindset of it being so awful and horrible and unworthy of anything. Perhaps that's why I just wrote, not caring whether it was good or not. And then landed where I did, mounting up more words than I ever thought possible on such a day like today. So, try this, give in to thinking that it's bad. Really bad. Your writing absolutely stinks and nobody wants to read it. Make it something you'd like to read instead. Forget about the rules, the grammar and structure. Just write. Let it happen. Give in but don't give up. The feeling of stacking up words is priceless. You know that these thoughts of your story being horrendous are not really real, they're a self-indulgence. It's your resistance and demons lurking, tempting you to stop, to yet again, give up. Don't let them draw you in. Be strong, be tough, be brave and just write. NR