Well, my second week wasn’t as successful as my first. Not that I expected anything else. I’m exhausted both physically and mentally and I feel that I need some time off writing. It didn’t help matters that half-way through the second week I found myself on the edge of a massive gaping hole in the plot that I knew not how to cover or cross. There seemed to be nothing to build the bridge from and for a few days I was in a very bad writing shape.
However, I kept on writing, squeezing out the requisite number of words, happy that I was still going but not sure where exactly I was going any more. Then, after two days of intense thinking about the problem at hand, everything became clear. It also became apparent that the story I was working on changed dramatically. In fact it was no longer the story I started writing, but it was the story I definitely wanted to finish writing.
Suddenly I learned the meaning behind three letters that haven’t given me any rest ever since they entered my head about two years ago. I know what they stand for now (Hooray!) and I think I know where I want the story to go, however, I’m not so sure that I will handle another two weeks of writing under duress what with my day job , blog posts, books to read and life to live. I’m extremely tired and I don’t know whether to go on or to take a break…