It's time for my semi-annual post and attendant hand-wringing over how I don't post enough.
This is just a post to say I posted, and I hope that if it is trivial enough, it will lower the bar to future posts. My perfectionism has killed a million more good ideas than bad, but perhaps if I act on some of the terrible ideas the good ones won't seem as daunting.
I am not someone who writes for fun.
I am someone who writes because someone said they'd pay me or because my heart hurts too much to keep things to myself or because I'm too fucking angry to be quiet. These are all pretty excruciating writing experiences, tbh, and I think at least once a week I should look for another line of work. But the only thing more miserable than writing is not writing, so I keep going.
I keep this page alive because I can't bear the thought of quitting something I still haven't really started and that's also why I keep telling people I'm writing a novel.