process
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I can’t possibly be expected to write
In February, I decided my novel was dead. In March, my father suddenly died. In July, I gave birth. Needless to say, I haven’t written much. In fact, given the struggles with my novel, I haven’t written anything in nearly a year. I tried. In the beginning, I set deadlines. I made pacts. I kept fizzling out.…
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One Day
One day, I will not be afraid. One day, I’ll be successful. One day, I will write a beautifully crafted novel in three drafts.