There are some days when I can't even SPELL the word perspective. I hate when I lose it, though. I've got this scene that I know is good--somewhere deep down, I know it. I got those, yes, I nailed it! chills when I was writing the scene. The first time I re-read it, I felt that glow of confirmation. Exactly! Last night, damned if it didn't read like the back of a cornflakes box--a generic brand at that. Sigh.
Hopefully the morning will make it better. If not, I going to drink. All day. And I'm not talking water.
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How about a prickly pear margarita?
I have no idea what is in that, btw. Didn't have the courage to ask the waiter.
And you do not write cereal box drivel. You rock. :)
I agree with Heather. I think you're just being hard on yourself. :-) You really do rock!!
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