Diary of a whiny writer, D minus 63

I’m at that nauseatingly familiar point where I hate everything I’ve written. I hate the sentences as they form in my head. I hate WORDS in general.

I ALWAYS reach this point. And I’m always sure that although in the past I’ve gotten past it, THIS IS THE TIME I WON”T.

By the way: This is the time I won’t.

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