I am maybe half a dozen lines from finishing "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger" chapter seven. I know what needs to happen. I know why it needs to happen. I just can't write it because it is going to hurt....
I think this evening I am digging out every razor blade wrist-slitting song I can find and listening to them in order to thoroughly depress myself to make writing this less painful. I figure if I'm already crying it won't be as bad as it will otherwise.
I hate these parts of stories.
I think this evening I am digging out every razor blade wrist-slitting song I can find and listening to them in order to thoroughly depress myself to make writing this less painful. I figure if I'm already crying it won't be as bad as it will otherwise.
I hate these parts of stories.