At left, marker for the first successful nuclear explosion by the government of the United Kingdom.
Successful.
We are a self handicapping lot as writers.
It looks good. It feels good. We've plenty of time.
We sabotage.
I'm sabotaging myself writing this entry tonight though I had a pretty good morning session.
New storage materials arrived today because I'd filled some of the snap-together boxes I use to cool down various half-baked works. It's important to ice things. It's important to label the things you have cooling! Annotations aren't a bad idea, either.
The library received a good sorting and a bunch of pending items were successfully filed.
Now, it is early evening and I have everything I need. I'm going to sit here in this chair with pen in hand for the next hour without a computer or tablet running within reach.
I'll not answer email. I'll not make a sketch. I will hold pen in hand and stare at the outline until I am writing.
There is no other way but letter, word, sentence, paragraph, page, scene, chapter, novel.
What is it of which you are hesitant? Success?
Close the computer. Try a few words now. They might - might - be the right ones.
I'm going to go find out myself.
We'll let each other know in the pages of the NYT Book Review.
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