I am starting to think of the main writing project I have going as a spaghetti western with a female protagonist.
I spent today talking to people who like magic realisim asking for ideas on how to make a death scene less intense.
One discussion was a fascinating exploration of Han. Lots of interesting ideas there, but how to bring in a Korean concept into a Latin American tale…
I have pushed myself more in terms of writing this 40 days of writing session than I did on the previous.
But I am beat.
I have started putting down the story I have been wanting to tell, in the way I think that I want it told.
I have been consumed with self doubt on the worth of even trying to tell the story.
The story is rough, and I keep letting the things others have said to me destroy my faith in it.