Writing can be a thankless lover.
You spend hours in front of a computer trying to conceive an idea worthy enough to be great literature and make money like a Twilight novel.
Writing this month has rivaled my professional life. I had an incident at the real-life hustle that resulted in me being sent the corner per se. As soon as I got home, the resumes started flying out in the WWW.
It's time to go.
But is it time for me to go from writing?
I've been stuck in editing Hell. Surely this little brain of my can hold more than 3 stories.
I'm not ready to stop writing, but I am up to my BS quota for the year.
Writing: You need to help me help you help me.
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