Multiple choice exams always send me into a mental frenzy. Even if I know the material backwards and forwards, just throw me extra options and I’ll find a way to rationalize them into the right answer. Doesn’t matter if I’m being tested on American history or who gets to go first at a four-way stop.
Call my wishy-washy. Call me a Pollyanna. Whatever. I can always make a case for the other side and I’m a damn good Devil’s Advocate.
Unfortunately, these are not valuable traits in a writer. Writer’s need to make decisions about which they hold firm convictions.
Which is why I seemed to have smashed into a brick wall in my latest WIP. So many directions, so many options…which do I choose?
I’M STUCK! STUCK! STUCK!
Truly. For the life of me, I don’t seem to be able to add another word to the fifty pages I’ve written. I’ve tried for three days now.
Who said writing was easy?
Oh. No one said that?
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