Slog, awesome, slog

Had a really mixed evening of writing. The wordcount was good - 2,847 words in ~1:30. Got a little stuck trying to figure out how to move my character out of the city, and tried something with reasonably unfortunate and uninteresting results. I got really just "stuck" writing in what felt like a sort of state of just incompetance. Nothing I put to the page felt right, or compelling. I think this is the first day where I've really felt like I had to turn off an internal editor completely just to keep writing.

Still, I cranked out about 2K words before giving up the ghost, and calling it a night. I was feeling a little sick, so I took a bath, and just let my mind wander. I ended up coming up with some (I believe) interesting backstory for some otherwise standard villanous characters, and I slapped down another 800 words, in the middle of my boring crapulence, in about 15 minutes. So that was satisfying, but it's unfortunately bordered on either side by crap.

Anyway, the moral is to keep at it, but taking breaks to think about stuff ain't bad, either. Had I not continued, I would never have been forced to confront the problem tonight, and had I not stopped, I would never have realized what I needed to do to turn this section of story around.

Yeah.