It was hard today.
I’ve been in a funk, lately. Not wanting to write. Really close to finishing, and feeling a metric shit ton of resistance. But…I wrote. And it was hard. And I don’t know if I love what I wrote, but I did it.
Tomorrow, I think will probably be more of the same. It’ll be hard. But, I’m going to do it anyway. I have to keep at it until I feel like I’m in a groove again. And I can do it. I’ve done it before.
It’s exhausting, honestly, dealing with resistance. It really tries to wear me down. Does it bang up job of it. I had to take a two hour nap today, just to do my second writing session. It makes mountains out of molehills. Ugh.
But, I’m not giving up. Not this close.
Wish me luck!