My synopsis and query letter are in the last stage of plastic surgery before I send them out. I have been fretting over this for months and neglecting my newest piece. Now that I have the time, I am sapped and don’t feel inclined to do the work.
Just writing those words feels like a cop out, but my other option is to stare at a blinking cursor until I make it sluggishly dance across the page spewing out cliches and uninspired crap. And yet if I do so, I will eventually break my creative speed bump. By getting the words on the page I will then have a baseline to shape, mold, and make better but only when I do the freakin’ work and quit belly aching about it.
Just do the work, Melissa.
Creative juices comes to those who work,