After spending twelve hours, rewriting, rewriting and rewriting again a six page pivotal scene, that never feels exactly right, struggling to find the perfect balance of drama and character struggle, add that one of your characters is a horse with no lines…..all I have to say for myself is…….
“Sure, I think I’ll write a novel, what a good idea.”…..<- (sarcasm)
Weren’t a lot of our best writers drinkers and drug addicts? I’m starting to understand why. I press onward.