As I try to hit my word counts and scheduled blogging, I wonder how many of the words are worth keeping. Yes, I’m getting words, sentences, and paragraphs on the page, but how many of them will stay through the first round of editing?
I wind up stuck in my own head, knowing the words I write aren’t the right ones. They don’t convey my meaning; they don’t delve into my psyche. “Bleed on the page,” we’re told.
I wrestle with my thoughts. I’m desperate to let go and allow them to fill page after page, but I find myself stuck wondering if they’ll hold any value.
The solution: Apply Butt to Chair. Write. Keep Writing. Get into the narrative. Ignore the world. Write on.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.