I'm a whopping ten pages in now. Have one of the backstory scenes done and moving along in the main storyline. It's true that writers are an odd breed: I find myself wondering repeatedly what the fuck I think I'm doing (no talentless hack that I am). Silencing the monstrous bitch of procrastination and fear is harder than getting any words down on paper.
Grr.
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Unload your brainpan, but please prove you're not a Russian spam-bot. Or Skynet. I don't want the T1000 after me.
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