Writing about anything today was a struggle; it was a fight up a waterfall. I kind of lost, kind of won: This post counts as writing. So, a win. But I didn’t get anywhere with the project. So, a lose.
It was a day where pulling teeth was easier and more fun: Tie a string around your tooth, tie the other end to a solid door, slam the door shut. Such a method works better than the attempt to write one hundred words. One hundred words that have forced the story forward.