Words: 110
Stopping because: I have no idea what I am doing and don't know what to do next
Mood: Black despair. I have no idea how to breathe life into Jack. This book is never going to get written.
Comments turned off because I'm honestly not looking for reassurances, ok? I really mean it. I've simply accepted that this is the miserable part of trying to start a writing project up again, and I've just got to tough it out and slog through it. But the point it, I'm going to resume trying to glare at this book on as close to a daily basis as I can.
Stopping because: I have no idea what I am doing and don't know what to do next
Mood: Black despair. I have no idea how to breathe life into Jack. This book is never going to get written.
Comments turned off because I'm honestly not looking for reassurances, ok? I really mean it. I've simply accepted that this is the miserable part of trying to start a writing project up again, and I've just got to tough it out and slog through it. But the point it, I'm going to resume trying to glare at this book on as close to a daily basis as I can.