So every author has to worry about a word count. Did I write enough today? Will I meet my deadline? I don't have deadlines and I assuredly never write enough in a day. Between time constraints with family and work I'm lucky if I get an hour a night to actually sit down and write. When I do I tend to falter back and forth between should I edit or should I write. Most of the time I lean to editing which takes longer than the actual writing for me. The days that I do write I just let the words flow.
When I do write, those are the days! Let me tell ya, I can write three or four chapters easily in a day. I always feel most accomplished on those inspired sunny afternoons. As if I've purged everything in my head onto the paper and when I go back to edit it I will adore the veritable brilliance of my prose.
Yet this is never the case. When I reread the self loathing settles around me and my inspirational prose that I loved three days before looks a great deal like word vomit.
I wonder if I'm the only one this happens too?