That's what I finally got last night. Yes, I woke up about ten times, but last night I actually got back to sleep every time. I don't feel rested, but I don't feel exhausted either.
Kate sent chapter nine to me last Friday, and I'd like to reciprocate soon with chapter 10. How can something so fun as writing be so traumatic at the same time?
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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That's because you're scooping out bits of your psyche with a teaspoon. It's going to be painful. When it's good, it's very very good, and when it's bad... nothing hurts worse.
Glad you got some rest -- I'm looking forward to chapter 10!
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