34 pages in.
i may have written 4 pages tonight, but i just could not find a rhythm. i may have gotten thru a couple of beats, but none of it really feels like it's clicking, like it's singing. i just feel... off. but i'm pushing on. i just need to hit certain things and follow it thru. it's all going to change in editing. it always does.
it.
always.
does.
how 'bout that free write iii?
horrid.
ha. i knew some would be terrible... time to step on.
you can't dwell on failure. it will only make you cautious.
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