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[tinhuviel]

That's my word count for the day, most of that achieved early this morning. Like I said, I sort of peter out as the day progresses and it irks me no end. I want to be the writing dynamo the entire day. There's so much I want to say and, while I have the ability to say it, I want commit it to paper. I'm still very much afraid of that decade-long writer's block I suffered in the 90s. Although I know the tell-tale signs of a blockage and act accordingly so it won't hang on to me like a bloodsucking tick, I'm always afraid that it will hang on no matter what, then, voiceless, I will suffer. One thing I'm doing to keep my writer mojo going right now is I'm stopping at a juicy part of the narrative. I so want to keep on writing, but I force myself not to. That way, come morning, I'll fly through the word count and remain in keeping with the atmosphere of the scene to boot.