Sometimes this writing crap is hard. Sometimes I look at the blank screen or pages and wonder what the hell is going to come next. Sometimes I look at the pages I’ve already filled, and wonder who wrote this crap.
Sometimes I freeze up, and think that I can’t possibly do justice to the story I want to tell. And sometimes, I’ll openly admit, I freeze up to the point that I won’t write. Not that I can’t…but that I won’t. It’s cowardly, and I don’t like it…but I do.
What I’ve learned from these times, these frozen moments that can stretch on for days and weeks if I let them, is…you just have to sit down, take a deep breath, and dive back in.
You just have to take it one sentence at a time–until you reach “the end.”