Writing was good today. Great, even, but “good” and “great” are subjective, for sure. I can do better, output-wise. But…I need to be patient with myself. One step at a time. I need to build my confidence, find the pocket, one step at a time. I forced myself to envision the scene I was writing in visual detail, beat by beat, and I wrote it down.
I’ve done 3 pages in two days. Not great. Or, is it? Given that I was writing zero pages two days ago…it’s rather solid.
I can do this. Just need to take it one step at a time. One small goal at a time. And I need to do that from within the story, not anything external, not any goal beyond just telling a story that I enjoy.
Harder to do than to say. But…I’ve been there before. I can dooooo iiiitttt.
Night night.