“And now no one even says hello / ‘Cause i couldn’t stand on my two feet / I fell down …”

One of the things I like about writing is the way as writers we can improve on the world as we know it, making it–and our characters–better than we humans often are. There’s a catch, though.

We can’t lie to do it.


Dear Protagonist Who’s Now Spent Several Thousand Words Feeling Sorry For Himself,

In this draft, I’ll smile and tell you it’s okay. In this draft, you get to wallow all you need to. Go for it. Enjoy.

Next draft will be … different.

Sincerely,

Me

P.S. But hey, it won’t be quite this bad.

P.P.S. Probably.


1300 / 50000 words. 3% done!

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