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Writing a novel is like throwing yourself down the stairs. You stand at the top going “I’m fucking INSANE” and then you fling yourself out into space (maybe you have a plan, but that’s about as useful in some novels as your ‘falling down the stairs’ strategies). All the way down you’re going “ow, ow, why am I doing this?” with the occasional “WHEE” in between. You hit the bottom and you lie there thinking “am I really done? am I?” Then you realize… it’s time to get up and do it AGAIN.

Back to the top of the stairs with me. Time to pick a staircase and throw myself down again.

Easter weekend, which means to me — less writing time. Less wordcount. And it harshes my plans to make this a 100k month. *profanity goes here* I should suck it up and smile, but I’m just not that inspired.

The choice between tags and categories is baffling and irritating me. *uses categories instead* Maybe tags are for more trivial and ephemeral things?*

EPHEMERAL. One of my favourite words ever.

Time to write, time to plot. If I do a mindmap today, I’ll photograph it and post it.

*Edit: I notice that this layout calls ‘categories’ = ‘tags’ and doesn’t show tags. EASIER FOR ME. Or maybe I’ll hack it later so I can be retentive that way.