I’m 12,000 words in. I have a story. Okay, I have a messy, jumbled cacophony of words and images that will become a story. One day.
If I can make it through the research. If I can add one more post- it note to the wall of sticky pastel nightmares. If I can figure out that one thing that is keeping all the pieces from tumbling together and clicking into place. Because then, I can focus on that other thing that isn’t quite right. And if I can find that one scrap of paper, well – I’m sure I scribbled something crucial, I just can’t remember what it was.