Today

Today went pretty well. I know this is supposed to be daily, but I'm just going to edit this tomorrow morning and hope no one sees this.

Goodnight


Ok, so that happened, but we're all good now. I spent most of yesterday working on the same story I worked on before that. The idea is kind of hard to explain and also kind of gross and personal, so I won't share until I have something very close to done. Right now I do have a whole story, but it is crazy rough.

Ideas are really really hard to explain when you don't even really have them out of your head yet. There are some people who are amazing to talk to about ideas, because somehow with their words they take you to a place you hadn't even thought to go with something just by listening well and responding perfectly. However, there are also people who do not do that. So far I just explain things to Ms Franks and Newm and that's about it. They are both magical and pretty much always know what to say.

I've come to terms with the fact that it's ok that I won't always (will almost never) love what I make. It's really hard to get to a point where I think I've done my best work because I pretty much always think there is something else I can do. Yes, I will be proud of things, but more often than not I'm proud of a particular sentence of paragraph that is perfect and I just want everything else to be like that bUT I CAN'T DO IT. Totally fine.

Writing apparently calls for you to be in touch with yourself, which is making for some strange times/thoughts. More on that later. Goodnight for real.