I am envisioning a wonderful scene, full of rich dialogue. I've written some of it. Now I'm stuck.
Or is it procrastination? Uncertainty? Self-doubt?
The scene isn't the most crucial in the book, but it is significant. And the dialogue I envision is so perfect that I'm having trouble writing it.
I was much too busy today to write anything. I thought about writing, but until 8:30 p.m. I had very little time to sit down and write at all. By then my mind was too tired. I lacked the concentration to produce the insights I imagined.
Tomorrow will be busy, but much less so. Maybe I'll wake up in the morning and know exactly where to go with this conversation. The words will flow from my fingertips.
Well. . .it could happen.
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