There are some miserable days when I sit down to write and it just feels like pulling teeth. Each word is an effort. Each sentence has to be dragged and forced, kicking and screaming, out of my brain. On days like this, I'm happy if I can get 1000 words out, even if they all get deleted tomorrow. But then I usually find that tomorrow, what I managed to put out wasn't totally disastrous and can be salvaged. It's just that it's so frustrating during TODAY.
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