So I got this ball of string, see it? It is my novel. Here, read it.
Well, see, that’s the problem. Readers need to unravel that string in order to read it from beginning to end.
Which means I need to write it that way.
I’ve yammered about this before, several times actually. I need to yammer about it again for my benefit, to remind me of where I am going with this story. With any story.
I’ve dug myself into a hole and I need to figure out how the hell to get out of it. I think I’m going to chuck that entire concept and pretend I never wrote that drivel.
Please ignore the fraying you may find as you unroll the ball of string.
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Listening to: The Jeff Healey Band – I Can’t Get My Hands On You
via FoxyTunes