Obligatory last-scenes freakout
Yep. I officially hate it.
*Insert all the expected breast-beating, self-questioning, sackcloth, ashes, and wild promises to never attempt to write again.*
I'm sure this will pass soon. There's a part of me that knows it's good stuff, even while the flakey artiste is having her paroxisms of self-indulgent perfectionism. It's going along steadily, It's about to hit the climactic set of scenes, and I'm sure I can make it fly somehow. I'll reach the end tonight, I won't delete the whole thing, and on the other side of a good sleep, I shall have a pass at it with editing, and see what may be done.
But in the meantime,
FAIL-STORIE IS MADE OF FAIL!!! WOE! WOE, I TELLS YOU!!!
That is all.
*Insert all the expected breast-beating, self-questioning, sackcloth, ashes, and wild promises to never attempt to write again.*
I'm sure this will pass soon. There's a part of me that knows it's good stuff, even while the flakey artiste is having her paroxisms of self-indulgent perfectionism. It's going along steadily, It's about to hit the climactic set of scenes, and I'm sure I can make it fly somehow. I'll reach the end tonight, I won't delete the whole thing, and on the other side of a good sleep, I shall have a pass at it with editing, and see what may be done.
But in the meantime,
FAIL-STORIE IS MADE OF FAIL!!! WOE! WOE, I TELLS YOU!!!
That is all.