Dry Spell
July 13th, 2018
So. After that spout of productivity about a month ago, I found it very difficult to find whole days where I don't spend time with friends, or volunteer, or go out with family. However, today I finally found a day where I could sit down and focus.
I wrote and wrote and wrote. I'm happy that I've written so much, but I'm a tad unhappy with the quality of writing. Sometimes I'll read over the sentence I just wrote and hate it. I know what I'm trying to say, I just can't portray it correctly. Except the thing about that is, that's what a first draft is supposed to be. You're just supposed to word-vomit to simply get it out there. The second draft is when you can refine everything.
So I guess I should just be happy that I'm writing at all. I can't be wasting time worrying about every individual sentence. I just have to keep moving forward.
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