Don’t you want to be a professional writer? Happily typing away at a brisk pace when the mood hits you, calmly sipping your drink of choice as you sit in a beautiful, clean room with plenty of natural lighting, overlooking placid scenery?
Ok, hold on a sec…
Ok, ok, now that I’ve got that off my chest…
I’m about two weeks into working on the current novel, and let me tell you, it is work. It is wonderful work, but that picture of just happily typing away? Of waiting for a muse?
Yeah. Not so much.
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