This is my brain.
This is my brain while writing.
Warning: it isn’t pretty.
- Yes, yes, Jess. Good, very good.
- No, no. Hold up. Meh. Not sure anymore.
- Oh shit, this is a first person novel and I slipped into third person.
- Phew, caught that. I am so into this. So into this.
- I’m doing good! I’m doing good!
- Well, that word is good but that sentence sucks.
- Now, better.
- Yes, there you go.
- But how do I end this? HOW DO I END THIS CHAPTER?
[Gets up, grabs coffee, realizes it’s cold and spits it out. Drinks water and angrily stares at screen as if it is all the cursor’s fault, which, let’s face it: IT IS. When calmer, sits down and re-reads the new paragraph.]
- Why can’t I remember how to spell my protagonist’s name? Clare? Claire?
- I bet someone just DM’d me on Twitter. Surely, someone has. They know this misery I am going through.
- Do I have any new Facebook friends?
- I wonder if all of the last Deadliest Catch season is on Hulu for free? The TV is close. So, so close.
- STOP IT.
- It’s raining really hard outside. I do not want to be out there, which means I need to be here. Namaste, meditate, be in the moment.
- Oh! Rain! I’ll add that to the scene.
- Rainbow, too? No, too cheesy. Just stick with ominous clouds and thunder for now.
- Yes! Yes! Got it! WOO-HOOOOOOOO!
- /end scene
- I wonder if I’ll think this is good tomorrow.
[Repeat, repeat, repeat.]